NYSERA
Nicholas stared at me as he waited for my answer. Worry filled his face even though I could see that he was trying to calm down. He was aware of my power, and I know that he was not dumb enough not to think that what I saw in my vision was horrendous.
I tried to open my mouth to speak, but I couldn't make myself do it. A certain part of me didn't want to, as it was very skeptical on what could happen once I spoke of the truth.
Even though my visions were proven to be right, there would still be some doubts from others, especially when they heard their own deaths, and Nicholas was not an exception to that. What if he would not believe my words if I spoke of the vision?
Worst of all, he might think that I was just using my powers to mess with his mind, to make a wedge between h
