Lady Melissa couldn't believe it, not when her body was still hurting even though the flames weren't there on her body anymore.
Lady Melissa stood up, and stood in front of her mirror, afraid that she would see her dead corpse staring right back at her instead of her reflection.
Lady Melissa closed her eyes, slowly opening them, and luckily for her, it was just her reflection staring right back at her.
Nothing else, just her reflection.
Lady Melissa let out a sigh of relief, although she still couldn't believe the whole thing was a nightmare, she was grateful to know that it was actually a nightmare, and that she wasn't dead.
Lady Melissa made a mental note to herself to never drink cold milk again, or milk at all for that matter.
Just when she had stopped dreaming about the brunette-haired woman, the brunette-haired woman just had to appear in her nightmares again.
