Chapter 18
I awoke in the same bed all over again, but this time moonlight filtered through the windows rather than sunlight. There was also no pain or heavy feeling that accompanied my coming to so I felt safe sitting up and taking stock of what injuries I might have sustained.
It felt odd doing this all over again, disappointing too. Was I really this weak?
But when I looked at my arms, there were no signs of the burns. My skin was as pale as it should be in the moonlight, smooth with barely a flaw. I checked my clothed body, draped again in a soft, white, linen nightgown. My stomach and chest had not been burned away at the flesh. There were no bandages or traces that I ever went through that agonizing fire…
My blood ran cold. How could this be? Was I now imagining things that wer
