58.The Burden of Nightmares

Mia

The cat sat on the window sill and mewed, his black eyes shining as it stared at me. I shivered, holding on to myself with my arms as the cold dealt with me. I was cold and yet it felt like I was hot. It was hot. It was strange and I couldn't deal with it.

I cursed at myself, wondering why I had chosen to wear the gown I had on. I had on one of the strapless gowns that the triplets had bought for me that I couldn't have rejected because they had given me in the presence of my mum.

I scoffed, telling myself that I was being silly. I couldn't have worn that gown even if I had a gun to my head. Asides the gown that mum had forced me to wear then when the triplets had invited me to a party, I didn't think I had ever worn any of the other gowns. I had packed it somewhere so I wouldn't even be tempted to wear them.

I wouldn't have worn a gown as light as this when I knew that I would be coming to a place as light as this. I didn't even bring a coat with me. What was I thinking?

I frowned