CHAPTER 59

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Marietta P.O.V What the hell? I thought that my nightmares were not dreams but visions, a glimpse of the future but here it proved wrong.  How it could be possible? Why dreams were so complicated? Why it was so hard to understand their symbols and hidden messages? I looked at the scene in front of me with confusion. Just when I thought everything was going to be fine right that moment everything messed up again. According to my nightmare or dream or whatever was it, Annabella's weakness was music that mysterious music that haunted my dreams but it would be something else who had thought about it? I thought it was the music that made Annabella a stone statue in my dreams but who thought it was something different. Something which I never thought of before. Something simple yet realist

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