Nightmares and Killer Mistress

Chapter sixteen.

Gabriele's POV.

They were back, the nightmares, and this time around, with a vengeance. It was clear in this dream, which only happens very rarely. I could see the blood, hear the raspy screaming and the wailing, the begging, and finally her wide open eyes as they stared at me. My lily stared at me, dead. Her once bright eyes were now dismal and distant and most importantly, dead. Her body was battered. I was trapped in that cycle, that vicious cycle. It's like it was being played in my dream on repeat.

I wanted to leave but I also didn't want to. That was the only way I could be near them. My body shook and I went stiff, as even more scenes were played in my head. My father's tragic yells in the house. His secret tears and his indifference towards me. He had nothing to live for according to him and even my presence couldn't change that.

"Fratello, Fratello wake up."

I could hear Basilio calling me, but try as I could, I couldn't wake up. At some point, I felt it wou