❝𝒎𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒊𝒔.❞
(you're missing from me.)
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𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
Iva Laurent lost her parents when she was eight. Sold to the black market by her only relative left on this earth, she was l...
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The sound of Jax's voice lulled me to sleep, I felt myself being held in a space, in a pause. The night was great, only that, I woke up to the usual bright room, in this unusual dreamscape again.
I was alone, just like the previous time and it came to my realisation that this would be the case whenever Jax's around. If he was the last person I saw before closing my eyes, Sebastian wouldn't torment me in my dream.
But in all honesty, maybe I'd rather have Sebastian haunting me. Because at the very least, I knew who I was dealing with. This brightly lit space held too many questions and I had no idea where to start searching for an answer. Sighing, I straightened my arm and slowly pushed open the sheer white canopy surrounding the bed. My feet pivoted towards the door and I wasn't quite sure what would happen beyond there again.
Nothing changed since then, the endless passageway was still bright and filled with doors that were neatly lined on each side. I left the room that I was in and travelled down again. I counted my steps until I stopped in front of the door from the previous time. It must be this. The pressure in the air was suddenly raised and the unsettling feeling I felt was unmistakable. Nervously, I grabbed onto the knob and pushed on the door hard. I hovered my arm over my eyes, in anticipation of the bright rays of light. When I removed my arm shielding over my eyes, this time, I wasn't transported back to my own bedroom.
The first thing I felt was the roughness of the ground scraping against my bare feet and I dropped my head low. To my horror, I was standing on the edge of a rocky cliff and it would've taken a single step for my entire being to fall into the endless abyss beneath. Seized by an unknown fear, I felt those prickly emotions lurching into my throat and my blood freezing when a sudden gush of strong wind rushed past me, filling the surroundings with the pungent odour of blood. At this point, I was convinced that I wasn't alone because I heard a faint voice in the winds.
Jump, Isabel.
I heard it as a screech, scratching through the turbulent air before I felt a push on my back that forced my upper body to bend forward to face possible death. Quickly straightening my back, I turned sharply and rushed to take a few steps away from the edge. A laugh sounded and I lifted my legs into a sprint. My heart was crashing against my ribs painfully as I disregarded the sharp stones that were piercing through the skin of my soles and the crackling sounds of dead grass crushing against my feet, I had only wanted to escape.
The instinct to get away from that place was strong though I found myself running nowhere. This barren wilderness had nothing. There were no signs of life, not at all — just a hilly, blasted landscape. The voice travelled through the stale air again, and it sounded so muffled to the point I couldn't discern if it belonged to a male or female.
