*Neigh* *Neigh*
Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.
Katherine's brows furrowed as she heard the familiar sound of the horse walking towards her. It was the same thing she had seen in her dream previously.
The same sound of horse neighing, the same sound of hushed whispers, the hazy cloudy white smoke, the feeling of someone around here, almost everything was the same.
It was obviously a dream. She knew it. And even after that realization, she tried to look into her dream more clearly.
If she was having this dream again and again, it was surely connected to some kind of incident in the past, the past that belonged to Delilah.
