[Vereena]
My heart still hasn't stopped clamoring wildly inside my chest while staring blankly at the wall. The images of my dream constantly played on repeat in my brain and Callum's voice echoed in my ears.
It was just a dream, yet it felt so real.
I could feel the pain of betrayal in his voice.
My throat felt dry as the desert's sand and Mrs. Charlotte had gone to the kitchen to fetch me more water. I've already chugged down an entire pitcher she had been keeping next to my bed. Yet it still wasn't enough.
The book I was reading lay untouched on my bed, peeled open to the last page I was reading. The sun had already descended into the horizon, allowing the moon to shine through the darkness and the stars to start scintillating above the sky.
