‘Where am I?’ Eloise woke up abruptly to find herself by a small pond, in the middle of a very large garden. The cool evening breeze blew wisps of her dark red hair into her face.
She looked down to find herself in a beautiful white gown. She slowly stood to her feet confused.
‘My wedding day?’ But that was two days from now. She quickly touched her stomach to find no stab wounds. She found no blood in her palms either. She swore they were filled with blood minutes ago
The scene of Cole stabbing her was so vivid now. 
She died......
Yes, she died. She would never mistake the fear she felt while, Cole pushed her off the balustrade. It was real. She knew what she felt. The sharp piercing pain from the cold iron knife, he stabbed her with. The satisfaction in his eyes while he stabbed her multiple times. The hate.
 Pure hate, she thought.
But why?
Why would the love of her life kill her? 
Most importantly, why wasn’t she dead yet? Yes, she was the Phoenix. She could rise from the ashes every time she died but not this time. She was sealed.
Yes, by that woman. She’d seen that tattoo on her hand before, but where? 
Oh, she remembered it all perfectly now. There was a witch circle, the seal of the condemned, a bright red moon and her blood.... 
 She fell from a three-story building, right to the bottom of the pool. She spent her last breath drowning because she couldn’t swim. 
What a terrible way to die, she thought. Or maybe not.... She was alive, wasn’t she?
Some terrible dream that was......

INTO THE FLAMES.

Eloise threw her head back and laughed heartedly. She had a hand wrapped around her tummy and tears in her eyes as she laughed hard. 


“Enough, I can't take it anymore,” she pleaded as she wiped the tears from her eyes. 


“Are you sure? I was only getting to the good bit?” Wrath teased. 


“No way, there's more? Wrath you are insane,” 


“Oh Lady, you have not met me, have you?” he said and they both laughed. 


They were seated on a blue picnic blanket with plates of pie set and glasses of wine set before them. The large basket was filled with fruits and cakes of all sorts. The picnic was already set by the Elms Falls before they got there. 


Eloise let out a sigh as she looked at the small waterfall a few meters from them. The water was the deepest blue as it streamed down into the river and shimmered like crystal in the dull light of the sun. 


“It is,” she heard him respond. She looked at him and he was looking at her. 


Chapter 35(Checking off the list of fears)