One hundred and twenty seven

Sally's POV

Who is the woman in my dream? Is she someone I know? I stared at Athena for a full minute before both of my grandmothers walked in with a pitcher of water and a glass to drink, smiling lovingly and warmly at me.

It can't be one of those, right?

When I realized that, I opened my eyes wide and looked at all three of them. Oh my God. One of them is about to die because of what fate has chosen for me.

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I know I should have stayed in bed and rested, but as an active person like me, it's hard to stay in one place without losing your mind.

I need air, fresh air. The beauty of nature captivates my eyes. I know this is a bit of an exaggeration to even compare me to a flower because let's face it, I'm far from being one, but let's get back to the point here.

I'm like a flower that needs photosynthesis, you can't keep me inside all the time, otherwise I'll wither away. That sounds about right.

No one knew that I woke up, I snuck out of the house and found myself on the ban