Dinner was eventful only in stolen glances from Zaline to Kelvin, Claudette speaking of everything and nothing, and Buford in his ever so moody silence. We discussed the upcoming party or what they would like to call a ball, and the people that are all coming to meet me.
After dinner I was so tired and sore, I decided to tell everyone goodnight, retiring to my room and shedding all my clothes, and climbing in bed. Not having any visions, just regular nightmares lately, I’ve been working on touching Claudette only and controlling my visions when I only want to see them, but in my sleep, I cannot control anything.
I always go back to my mother running scared, then my father dying, ending with Remey betraying me, then only to calm down and see Buford’s handsome green eyes before I wake.
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