Bolting up, I wake up in a cold sweat, clothes sticking to my body. Images of my nightmare remain on my mind–there was a lot of blood, and the most prominent image is of a female with snow white hair and pale skin but I forget her name.
I hear two knocks at my bedroom door before a maid walks in.
"Young master. Your father wishes to speak you in his study". I dismiss her and hurriedly bathe and make myself presentable.
I walk cautiously towards my father's study, getting an ominous feeling. I step into the study and my father motions for me to come towards him.
"I have arranged for you to marry a lady from a noble family". He passes me a portrait. The female in it had snow white hair and porcelain skin.
"Her name is—"
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Awake
HorrorI stand in the middle of the room, a girl laying still in an endless dream at my feet. In my hand held a slim, silver scissor drenched in blood. That was the day I killed Alyss, my wife. How free I felt. Yet why? Why does she continue to haunt me? T...
