It was a dream, Abrielle's heart felt bitter at that thought. She thought that she was back at her comfy apartment and finally going on her long dreamt date with Lucian. She had fantasized about it so much that it haunted her in her dreams.
Why was she so damn unlucky that she had to be Abrielle? Why did it have to be this book where everything seemed to be after her life?
She never even wished to be the female lead who went through hell with the excuse of character development. She should have been an extra character from a noble family who had an easy life and was not fated to die. Abrielle Nightshade was fated to die at the hands of Cedric Von Drakkar.
She was disoriented with her head hazy, someone was hugging her. His hug was comfortable and warm. It felt warm. "Cedric." She muttered, unable to believe that he was hugging her. Why the hell was Cedric Von Drakkar hugging her?!
