Fifty-three

MELISSA’S POV

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As I got home, I kept wishing that I hadn’t met Stefan at all. Since he tried revealing himself to me, my life has been filled with war and all. I got to the fridge and took out a bottle of water, gulping it down as I was really thirsty.

I had never imagined that I would have to go on a quest for a wandering spirit, which could possibly cost my life. I just hoped that his strength and viciousness won’t be for nothing, in this quest. At least, with his strength and all, this quest ought to be a successful one.

I went straight to bed, pulled off my clothes and laid on my bed. Usually, I would turn off the lights, but this time, I didn’t. I couldn’t bear to sleep without light as the experiences I have been having, lately was too frightening for me. I managed to close my eyes and hopefully, mother sleep would be merciful enough to visit me, soon.

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The next day, I prepared for work and as usual in the office, Britney came to me with a smile, asking us to brainstorm.

“So