Abrielle froze when she heard him, and then she glanced at his face from her lower view. A soft smile graced her lips as she burst into a laugh. Was her mind delusional to imagine him saying something so sweet in her dream?
Cedric was spellbound seeing her laugh unguarded and genuinely smiling. "I must be crazy to imagine you saying something so sweet to me when I am not her." She chimed. Cedric's brows furrowed, trying to make sense of her words.
"Maybe you are not the only crazy one." He answered, he always knew he had a couple of loose nuts but he must have lost them all. ' Don't believe it, you must be going crazy. She is evil and vile under that pretty appearance.' the desperate voice in his head said.
Oddly, he didn't have those voices in his head until he met her; her appearance really did make him go crazy. "I guess so; hearing it makes it seem true, but it's a far-fetched dream." She chimed, grabbing his hand to rest her head on.