Chapter 22

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Elise's POV:

I yawned as I leaned against Tom, snuggling my face into his shoulder. A huge satisfied smile on my fire as we sit infront of the fire in the common room.

Tom was reading a book from the library. "Are you tired?" He asks me. I hum a small response. "Come on, let's take you to bed." Tom's body suddenly disappeared.

I keep my eyes closed as I pout into the pillow I fell into. "Stop pouting" he demands. I smirk as I pout even more. Suddenly, a pair of arms pick my up, bridal style. I snuggle my head into Tom's chest as he carries me up to my room.

He suddenly places me down onto something soft. "Night Tom" I murmur.

"Good night Elise"

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My breathing intensifies as I run through the dark forest. The branches scratching against my skin as I pushed them away from my face. My heart was clenching as I ran. For some reason I was wearing a beautiful white dress, it was strapless and dragged behind me slightly. I used my left hand to hold the front so I was abled to run.

My long brown hair was curled and was up in some sort of bun with a few strands neatly pulled out, framing my face. I was wearing a veil, it was extremely long, it was so long that it dragged on the floor. Obviously a few inches longer than my actual dress. Holding it in place in the bun was a beautiful diamond antique. It had black and white diamonds.

"TOM" I suddenly screamed out as I ran further into the woods. "ELISE!" I hear a familiar cry and I know it's Tom. "TOM WHERE ARE YOU? Tom?!" I cry out, tears streaming down my flawless cheeks. My makeup was perfect until now.

"I can hear you Elise! Come to me! RUN! RUN" I began to run towards his voice. Just as I reached the centre of the woods where there was a clearing. There in a suite was Tom. The traditional black waist coat, black blazer, bow tie, shining shoes and a white rose perfectly placed inside of his breast pocket. A small smile played on my lips as I calmed down.

"Tom" I sigh with great relief. "Darling, come along. We're late" Tom holds out his hand for me to hold. I jog slightly to reach him. "Where are we going Tom?" I ask as I reach him.

He opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. He's speaking but I cannot hear him. It's as if I was deaf. Panic rises in my chest "Tom? Tom? Can you hear me? Tom?!" I try to scream but nothing leaves. My throat begins to close as I struggle to breathe.
My vision clouds as I fall to the ground. The dead leaves scratching at my hands as I try to steady myself. I look up to Tom, he's just standing there, staring at me. I once again try to scream but everything aches. Sudden bursts of pain flourish my body. Before my eyes could blink I was falling.

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