Bree's POV
Indeed, I had seen a ghost.
After having that same dream so many times without seeing who the man was, I thought he was a ghost.
“Perhaps, the man who had the key to my happiness; my fated mate, was just an illusion,” I had thought to myself.
When the dreams ceased, I felt quite relieved but more than that, I was so sure that it was just the Moon Goddess playing her usual pranks on me just to show me the things that I deserved that she'd never let me have.
As I looked across the room, clutching my chest with my right hand, I shook my head in disbelief.
It was real after all. I never imagined that it'd be. I never thought that I'd have that dream or get to see the mysterious man.
But why? Why did it have to be that man? Why Lorenzo of all people? Why bind me with a man who
