Chapter 63
" Winter, it was just a nightmare. " Rose tried to calm me down. " What if it isn't a nightmare? What if he is trying to take hold of my mind? And what if he kills Ashten? No. I can't let him do that. " I shook my head vigorously. " Winter, look at me. Look at me. " Emerson called. I reluctantly looked at my damned soul's eyes. " Winter, if you remain afraid of him, he will win. If you let him make you afraid, make you feel weak, then he wins. Even if we won the war, and made him weak, he wins, Winter. " Emerson said to me, looking into my eyes. He is right. Emerson is right. But why can't I let this nagging feeling go? It's so.. It feels so real. " But I can't shake this feeling. " I cried, rubbing my face with my palms. " Everything is fine, Winter. " Rose tried. But I shook my head. " F
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