★Anastasia★
It had been a week since the dream, and I just couldn’t shake it. Even though I wanted to confront my Aunt, I couldn’t. The dream clung to me like a second skin, and the images flashed in my mind no matter how hard I tried to push them away. I had spent the past week replaying that dream. Eloise and Kenneth – locked in an intense argument. Kenneth’s grief-stricken gaze when his eyes met mine. The heartbreak and pain I felt. And then Noah. Furious and dangerous. The argument between Eloise and Noah was the weirdest because it was as if they knew each other. Which wasn’t true. Right? None of it made any sense, and it left a bitter taste in my mouth. But as much as I wanted answers, I couldn’t ask the questions.
“Marcia!” I called out when I spotted Marcia at the back of the cl
