(Zaria POV)
It's been a week since I saw that dream. My mother and Zurian asked many questions when they saw me sleeping on the garden bench but I didn’t tell them about the dream. I was not feeling right sharing all this with either of them, so I decided to keep it a secret. Maybe It was not as serious matter as I thought and I don’t want to alert my family without any reason.
I tied the bow of my dress, which was present on my waist, and I was ready. I looked towards my headband and a sad smile appeared on my face. I do like headbands and jewelry but I hated the fact that I have to wear one to hide my mark. I don’t know why God blessed me with this ugly mark. I have a huge collection of headbands and ribbons but I started hating them. This was my birthmark but It was almost invisible
