Your death gives me nothing but joy, my Queen. Die… die for me. Vera, just die…
I gasped for air as soon as I snapped my eyes open, sitting upright with my hand across my chest. I had a lot to think about last night and I didn't know how I fell asleep. And now, I awoke from such a terrible dream.
A dream… more like a nightmare, a memory of my last moments as Vera. I closed my eyes as I stabilized my breathing, breaking out in cold sweats as Joseph — that rascal's face lingered in my head.
"Ah, goodness…" I whispered, wiping my forehead with my arm as my lips and throat felt parched. "What time is it?"
I looked out of the window, seeing it was just the crack of dawn. Seeing how early it was, I collapsed on my back once again.
