Those nightmares. The haunting imagination that always followed whenever I saw how quickly the night changed. I couldn't leave the castle because I knew what would happen if we tried to escape. What if we got caught?
It felt like a whirlwind in my head, giving me a terrible headache. My nightmares felt like they were becoming real.
I looked at Regan and tried to leave, but he grabbed my hand. "This isn't the time for you to be like this, Nora. We need to leave before it's too late, please," he pleaded.
I pulled my hand away and glared at him. "I already said it's okay if you marry Ellena. So why are you putting yourself in danger? And why should we leave here when you know you have no other plans even if you escape? Why? Just tell why you're doing all this? I spatted with anger mixed with fear.
"I know. I've already decided not to marry her. I..." Regan started to explain.
