Chapter Thirty.
I woke up in the morning and I was in pieces, I ran rampant in my sleep and my hair was a mess over my face, my limbs everywhere. All night I dreamt about Sebastian, and Jack, and even Eric, in the forest hunting…each other. Gun shots fired all around me and I knew they were going for Sebastian. I was horse back and rode and rode, for what felt like an eternity, searching for Sebastian and I never found him. Then I finally stopped, right in front of Eric with a gun pointed straight for me. ‘Melina,’ I heard Jack yell from behind me and then one last firing of a gun…and that’s when I woke up.
I could barely breath as I pulled my hair off my sweaty face, my chest heaving. It took me a moment to realise where I was and relax again.
It was well into the day I could tell by
