RACHEL
The dream was strange again.
I didn’t know where I was. Everything was dark, but not like night-dark. It was… foggy. Like thick smoke was everywhere. I could barely see. There were shadows moving, tall and thin, and their faces were hidden. But they whispered. All of them whispered my name.
“Rachel…”
“You shouldn’t be here…”
“He’s not yours…”
Their voices weren’t loud, but they made my skin crawl. I turned in the dream, trying to find a way out, but the fog kept getting thicker. I tried to speak, but no sound came from my mouth. I opened it, but nothing. My heart pounded so fast, like it was going to burst. I wanted to scream.
Then I saw someone.
A girl. She was standing far away, wearing a white dress. Her hair was long and messy. Her face was blurry. But I knew she was st
