Candice checked herself in the mirror and her mind trailed off to what happened in the dream.
The dream where that woman had cut her hair and she woke up with it in real life.
“No, “ she said, “ I’ll think about it tomorrow. “
Wait for me,
She remembered Noah’s words and somehow felt very sad. She glanced around the room and found her phone lying somewhere under the black scarf that was supposed to be going with the dress. She took it and typed a single
I am
To Noah’s message and quickly locked the phone and put it in her back, as if afraid to check if he’d reply, or not.
Candice straightened herself up and said.
“Okay. Let’s have fun and whatever happens. “
The red dress was reaching to the floor, the silt trailing after her as she walked and Candice really hoped she woul
