She was trapped by Yannick, like a princess in a castle waiting for a prince to rescue her.
"Who is she, really?"
I looked at the woman in front of me, my hands on my knees unconsciously clenched into fists.
The woman stared at me and suddenly burst into laughter.
Her laughter became more and more exaggerated until she was crying.
"She is Yannick's father's mistress!"
"How ridiculous!"
"Sarina, she drove Yannick's mother to her death, yet she won his love!"
At that moment, the urge to vomit crawled over my body like ants...
*****
The dream shattered at the end, like a piece of glass.
I opened my eyes and saw only the hospital ceiling.
A vague pain came from my face, the effects of the anesthesia not yet fully worn off.
The nurse leaned in with a smile and whispered,
"The surg
