Chapter 54: The Past to Nightmares

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Sheer Blackett

We will disappear from your life and you will never see us again until you draw your last breath."

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I woke up with a start, my breathing ragged and my whole body drenched in sweat. I clenched my fist with the collar of my top as I tried to calm my nerves.

After minutes trying to get myself together, I finally managed to calm down. Then I thought about what I dreamt, a dream that I have always tried to forget but couldn't.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them with my arms, my eyes staring straight into the darkness.

It has been a while since then, twenty years huh? Now that I remember, today is my twenty first birthday. How ironic when something you wished to forget would still be on your mind until now.

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I'm now an orphan. The last person who I knew would ever leave me left me all alone.

The priest continued to speak as the men began to put her coffin into the hole. When it landed safely six feet below, we threw our flowers as our means of goodbyes.

When the service finished, everyone except me kept standing in place. It wasn't raining and my tears wouldn't fall.

The people who were close with my mom gave me a pat on the head, on the shoulder, and on my back. Speaking to me with gentle words and saying that they will be there for me. An eleven year old lass.

My mother didn't die in illness, nor did she die in an accident. She was killed. And I have a clear image of the person who did so.

I clenched my fists, my nails piercing through my skin and drawing blood.

They took everything from me. Just because she gave birth to me. I will make them pay, and I know just where to start.

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I can still remember her golden eyes, the eyes that I had, slowly losing their life. She spoke to me with a gentle voice, saying that she loves me. Saying that she will always be there for me.

The case was dismissed as a simple break in and robbery, I was wondering if I was lucky because I wasn't in the house. At that time I felt relieved, but now I deeply regret it. It wasn't luck, they let me live with the intention to make me suffer.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when knocks came through my door and Ashton's voice reached my ears.

"Miss Blackett, Lady Rue is here to see you."

I smiled, despite my lack of energy.

"Tell her to wait."

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I hummed, drinking tea as she drank her milk.

"What brings you here, my Darling Rue?"

She visibly cringed at the nickname and I smirked. She hates that name because that's what her husband calls her.

"Your servant called me. Saying that he heard you crying in your sleep and that you needed my comfort because you literally screamed in your room." She answered with a flat voice and a blank expression but her eyes spoke otherwise.

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