Dark Prince

Chapter 3

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Mae's POV

I was woken up to the sound of knocking on the door.. I slept on the couch till morning, I was still in yesterday's cloth, I could feel dried tears on my face. I could feel the result of sleeping in an uncomfortable position last night on my neck,I rotated my neck as I walked to the door.

I opened the door to see a young guy maybe in his mid twenties, he had a bright green eyes, a strong chin, a dirty blonde hair sat on his head. He was fairly handsome, he wore a faded blue jeans on a grey top, and at least he's 6'2 in height, fairly build like someone who works out regularly.

"Hi! Uhm! I'm Steve, I'm Abigail's grandson, she asked me to bring you some cookies and also ask if you are doing alright. She also asked me to apologize for her inability to come today that she will be here later in the day today." oh! He's Abigail's grandson, is he younger than the other girl I saw yesterday what was that  her name .. I've forgotten.

" uhm! Tell her I'm doing good and thanks for the cookies that I appreciate it" I collected the cookies placed inside a small plate from him. The old woman was very helpful yesterday teaching me what to do and fairly introducing most people to me. She's like a mother figure, my feelings towards her is indecisive yet. Her aura isn't disturbing but gentle and understanding, she seems like someone you could talk to and trust. Steve was already on his way before I called him back, the least I could do is be friendly.

"Hey! Uhm, would you like to come in for a cup of coffee" he turned back, I would be damned if there isn't a coffee here which I doubt, my grams loved coffee as much as she cherished her journal. His countenance brightened up to that of relief.

"Yes I will like that. Thanks" I stepped aside for him to come inside, he came inside and sat on the chair, I placed the cookies on the table inside the adjoined kitchen. I then hopefully search for coffee, luckily I found one and put water in the kettle, I put on the gas and placed the water on it to boil.. I excused myself to go freshen up since I will look a mess right now.

"uhm! I would like to go freshen up, I will be back shortly, make yourself comfortable" he just nodded in understanding. Some people might say why would I leave a stranger all alone in my home but It wasn't as if he was a total stranger to me, I've met his grams and also his sister. I walked upstairs and got into my room, I picked the cloth I will change into also brush and sponge. I opened the door and walked to the end of the passage to where the bathroom is. The bathroom was also of a moderate size, not too small with a single head shower and a small tub that could fit just one person.

I quickly did my business in the toilet, washed my hands before brushing and taking my bath. I was dressed in a multi color palazzo with a dark off shoulder tank top. I went back to the room to take a pair of slippers to match. I came out and looked towards my grams' locked room. I will have to go in there one day to sort out her things, maybe when I finally see a buyer to this house but what's baffling me is the dream I had, I don't fully understand all what my grams was telling me, what did she mean by saying my life wasn't in New York, did she mean to tell me my life wasn't there but here in this Mollanatia Mountain.

What I'm sure of is that I won't leave here until I have answers to all my questions. And what's did she mean by being a witch! Or is this dream some kind of a joke, she also said I'm also a witch. I knew deep down that the dream is real to some extent, I won't leave until I get answers to all the things that are confusing me. A week ago I would have laughed to the idea of someone telling me they spoke to a ghost in their dreams but here I am, I dreamt I spoke to a ghost last night and a big part of me is awaiting her return, I knew she will visit me back because she said she will in the dream. I stopped my thought to focus on what was at hand, now was not the time to start thinking about such things not when I have a visitor downstairs.