Gianna wasn’t home tonight. She had something to attend to, hence she had already informed me that she might be returning very late.
When she returned, it was already late. She walked to her room, expecting to find Arwen asleep, but she was perplexed when she saw the bed empty.
‘Maybe, she went to sleep back in her room.’ she thought to herself. She turned and thought to check on her, but then realized that it was too late.
Leave it. I will meet her in the morning, she mumbled to herself and was about to turn back towards her room when across from the corridor, she saw the dim light coming from Arwen’s room.
Her brows furrowed.
Although Arwen had a habit of keeping a small light on throughout the night, she didn’t have the habit of keeping her door open.
Has she not yet slept? Gianna muttered to herself as she walked down the corridor to go and check.
As she drew closer to her room, she heard silent sobs. The furrow between her brows deepened while her fingers curled around the doorknob ready to push it open to check.
Wenna! she called out softly, her voice laced with evident worry. But her shoulders soon relaxed when she found Arwen’s figure sleeping peacefully on the bed.
She was sleeping then from where had she heard someone
Did she hear it wrong?
Furrowing her brows, her pace quickened as she pushed the door open and entered the room. Wenna! she called out, her voice laced with clear worry, only to find her lying on the bed, covered under the blanket.
Was she hearing things?
She scratched the back of her ear and almost believed that she misheard it. But just as she turned to leave, she heard it again.
Frowning, she turned to look over and saw’s figure slightly trembling on the bed.
She soon reacted and walked over to check, only to find Arwen sobbing in her sleep. Her face was contorted in pain as if she was having a really, really bad dream.
Seeing her like that. Gianna didn’t know what to do. She felt scared and it was already late, she didn’t know who to reach.
Kneeling beside the bed, she slowly reached out to caress Arwen’s hair, trying to soothe her. Wenna, it’s fine. It’s just a dream. Listen to me, I am here with you. Don’t be scared.
But no matter what she said, it was like Arwen couldn’t hear her. She was simply sobbing and crying.
Gianna had never seen Arwen like this before. They often had sleepovers. While a few times she visited, most of the time, Arwen came to stay overnight. But such a situation never appeared. What happened today?
What exactly was she having in the dream that was breaking her like this? Gianna mumbled to herself while her arms moved to wipe away Arwen’s sweat with her sleeves.
Meanwhile, in the dream, Arwen saw a similar figure of a boy. Like the previous time his face wasn’t clear to her vision, but she could see his eyes.
That eyes …
Arwen could never forget those eyes. Those pairs were very similar to the pairs she had known.
It was exactly the same shade of chestnut brown —very common, yet very unique.
Moon, you have to take care of yourself, he said, as he reached out to caress the young girl’s hair, who stood in front of him. Don’t run around wildly. Be careful. You always stumble and hurt yourself.
The young girl shook her head. I won’t, she said in a determined voice. I don’t want you to leave. So, if you are leaving, remember I will run around, fall and hurt myself. And then I will blame you. I will be in pain, and you will have to worry then. So, don’t go.
The reluctance was clear on the young girl’s face. Although she wasn’t crying, tears were at the edge of her eyes as if ready to fall at her one command.
The boy shook his head. His demeanor was as patient as it could be. I will have to leave, Moon. be good and listen to me, okay? I need to go. I can no longer stay here.
But you said you will always be with me. You promised to never leave me. Are you breaking the promise? she asked, her big demanding an answer.
However, the boy didn’t answer. He couldn’t. Stepping a step back, distancing himself from her, he gave her one look before he turned around.
The girl must have panicked seeing him put his back towards her because the next second, she rushed forward and held his hand. No, you can’t be leaving.
But the boy seemed to be resolute. He moved his other hand to pry her grip off him. Stay good and be careful. Don’t get yourself in trouble with your mother. Be obedient when it’s needed, okay?
Sating that, he leaned in to press a kiss on her forehead, before parting. Walking away, he didn’t turn back to look at her.
But little Arwen shouted after her. Ide, if you leave, remember I will forget you. I will hate you forever!
But regardless of her threat, the boy didn’t stop. He kept on walking until he disappeared.
And just as he did, Arwen opened her eyes, with a scream.
Aiden, don’t go! Don’t leave me!
Her face was contorted with fear.
Gianna jolted when she heard her. Se immediately got up and caressed her hair, wiping away the sheen layer of sweat that was covering her forehead. It’s fine, Wenna. You were just having a nightmare. It’s not real. Breathe.
Arwen turned to look at her, confused. Her gaze darted to look around, realizing that she was really in her room, lying on her bed.
Was she really having a nightmare?
It felt so real as if it wasn’t a nightmare at all.
Breathe, Wenna! she heard Gianna saying and she slowly got up to sit. It was just a nightmare. Here have some water. She handed her a glass of water that Arwen sipped slowly.
When Gianna saw Arwen gaining back her normal complexion, she finally asked, Did you see my uncle leaving you in the dream?
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