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A deathly silence filled the room. Whitley’s face paled, shifting from flushed red to a deathly ashen white. She pointed a trembling finger at the candlestick holder. “It... it...” She stammered for a long time and was unable to form a complete sentence. Then, she let out a blood-curdling scream, turned, and ran outside. She scrambled away frantically without looking back. I watched her panicked retreat, then looked again at the candlestick holder on the table, and sighed.

Maybe Aeshe's right it's possible that my dream happens on my future. "How about you Aeshe? Don't you experience having a nightmare again?" "Thanks to God, I'm not having a nightmare's again" she smiles at me. I let out a deep breath. "Alaister please sing for me? Gorgeous please?"Aeshe said while twinkling her eyes. That made me chuckled she's trying to be cute, I grabbed my ukulele and started to strum. "Spirit leads where my trust is without borders" started singing while Aeshe is hugging me and closed her eyes and I continue to sing.

Elizabeth left the hall, passed through the door, and headed to the staircase, leaning on the railing with her hand on her chest, feeling frustrated. "How much I miss...," she lamented, trying to hold back the tears. "Go to your room. Do you know how unpleasant it is to see you here near the stairs? You seem like a ghost," Elizabeth heard Emma's voice complaining to someone, so she hid and listened attentively.

Gary had left to prepare more potions, leaving Elina alone with her thoughts and her fears. Elizabeth’s face was pale, almost ghostly in the candlelight. Her once-vibrant eyes were closed, her expression peaceful but unnervingly still. Elina squeezed her hand, hoping for some response, but there was nothing. Just the cold, unyielding flesh beneath her fingers. “Elizabeth, please come back to me,” she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. “I need you. We all need you.” But her pleas were met with silence. She leaned forward, resting her forehead against Elizabeth’s, trying to draw strength from the faint warmth of her skin. She could feel her heartbeat, slow and steady, but it offered l

**Dylan's POV** * My whole body trembled, and my heart almost jumped out of my mouth. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but now I couldn't say a single word. Isabella's eyes looked full of sadness. She didn't say a word either. To my surprise, her eyes crossed over to me, and looked somewhere near the altar. I followed her line of sight, and I saw Elizabeth. I was surprised to find that Elizabeth's body was glowing, and she was emitting the same holy white light as Isabella. What shocked me, even more, was that there were pieces of light, like flower petals flying out from Elizabeth's body.

Though if he tries to hurt her, I swear, I will fucking devour him until he goes to hell… Elizabeth’s soft and sweet voice sang like a melody in the hallways. When I heard her sing for the first time, it was as if I was in a paradise, so I listened deliberately and realized that I wanted to listen to the songs she sings forever. If destiny was the one that pulled us apart, I will kneel in front of it and thank it for meeting us. The last words she sang were very slow, so I opened my eyes again and saw her smiling sweetly at me. She pulled back her hands away from me and held the bars in front of us.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

this time it would be permanent. “I have selfish done things that even today after all this time that has passed, I still cannot face without wanting to be dead but today, I must say these words and break your heart.” Elizabeth tears fell as she spoke against her will. She continued with her head lowered, her gaze fixed on the ground, without realizing how black her son’s face was nor the storm brewing in his eyes.

Like she was searching… For a camera. A flash of pain tore through my earlier revelry, she didn't even trust me enough to not bring a camera after yesterday. The look lasted only half a second. But I saw it. Of course I saw it. Because I noticed everything about her. And my chest ached. God, it ached. Maybe I should’ve taken that bastard’s arm off yesterday. “Happy birthday to you!” Elizabeth sang loudly, marching forward like a queen in her crimson suit, heels clacking confidently.

“Let tonight serve as a testament to the love that will never fade, to the lives that have been touched by her presence, and to the kingdom she was meant to rule.” Elizabeth exhaled slowly, gripping the edges of the alter as another strange wave of dizziness crept over her. She dismissed it, focusing instead on the final words she wished to speak. “As we remember her tonight—” But as soon as she started a sharp, searing pain shot through her chest, sudden and merciless. A violent cough racked her body, and a metallic taste filled her mouth. The hall fell eerily silent as Elizabeth staggered, bringing a hand to her lips. The moment she pulled it away, gasps rang out.