66: Stupid Maid

Cora’s POV

I knew it was a dream, but I never wanted it to end.

That's because it was the closest I’d ever come to seeing my patents since I lost them so I didn't want it to end, I wanted to sleep forever as long as I’d get to see them. My mother’s hands were stretched out to me and she beckoned me into her arms with a comforting smile.

I wanted to leap into her arms and cry, to let out all the feelings of frustration I’d been burdened with, but at the same time I just wanted to salvage the moment of her calling to me so tenderly before I drenched her with my tears.

However, I soon regretted not taking the opportunity the second it had presented itself because I started to feel a strange pain pulling me back to reality. I wanted to scream at my mother and beg her to draw me back and keep me in whatever state of limbo I’d come into, but the words were lost in my throat as the pain I was feeling intensified.

Slowly, I woke up and my hand instinctively flew to the position of the tattoo