twenty five.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

ELARA

I lay in my bed and closed my eyes, but I couldn't. This time around, it wasn't the moans. I faced River's bed and kept staring at it. I could feel his absence deeply.

It was like I was placed alone in the open field to chase a ball, and I was playing against myself without the spectators.

I kept turning around the bed until I finally fell asleep.

It was almost morning when I suddenly jerked up from the bed. I had another nightmare. It was the same nightmare I'd been having, and I thought it had all gone away.

The nightmare was back. I kept seeing Constance with that smirk on her face. My ex-husband, the look on his face when he dropped me in the water.

All the things Constance, who was supposed to be my best friend, had said to me before they finally killed me. It was shocking that Constance wasn't just my friend but my sister, and instead of this revelation to draw us closer. It instead tore us apart.

I folded my fist in a blow and began panting reall