ashes_77

R18.

Not willing to lose her life or the love of her partner, Annette gives in to the offer of a strange woman who had stepped into her room late at night. Morning comes and she realises she is alive but not as alive as she thought she would be. 


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ANNETTE

I woke up and sat up. Not like I was ready to but my sleep had turned into something else, something I found hard to comprehend. My breathing became fast. I had to place my right hand on my chest for a moment till it normalised.

Looking around, everything was in place.

"It was a dream." I voiced out, shutting my eyes before allowing the light in them again.

Dreams they say are like mirrors, never take them for granted for whatever happens on the other side is a result of what's happening on your side.

I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. Having washed my face I turned off the tap and remained standing as the dream kept replaying in my head.

"Could it be true? Why does overlooking this feel like a mistake?" I pondered,

I sighed and knew I had to do something. I couldn't risk it.

Behind the curtains