Nightmare of a past untold
The mansion slept soundly. The halls were usually gloomy, but at night they seemed even darker—long, shadowed sections that muffled footfall and whispered things Emilia wasn't supposed to hear. The bedside lamp's gentle glimmer barely broke through the unsettling silence in her chamber. However, sleep was elusive. Her body was exhausted from the day's emotional upheaval, but her mind was like a storm that would not go away. Adrian's remarks kept coming back to me. "You shove me away... However, you are unable to dispute what is taking on between us. She desired to refute it. She had to. Her hands were still shaking, though. The remembrance of his touch still caused her chest to quiver terribly. And a query pounded like an unwelcome drum someplace de
