That morning sitting in my room, I went as quiet as a mouse. Thinking. Trying to understand what that dream had meant. A betrayal. From Cecil? I shook my head. That wasn't possible. She was loyal. But then I recall my dream. My dreams are never false. It was always a revelation of what was to come. But then it could be false. I mean with the escape date drawing closer, my mind was bound to feed me with different narratives.
Then I recalled how close Cecil was getting with Maximus. Maybe….I shook my head again. As if to rid it of those thoughts. She was a winter fall. She has been suffering for years. Nobody wants freedom from Maximus and Stephen more than her.
I took a deep breath and smiled. I managed to push all that thought away. It was just my mind playing tricks on me. I remember th
