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Irene's P.O.V

I flicked my eyes open instantly as fore beads of sweat formed on my forehead. I had a nightmare that sent shivers to run down my spine and even though I couldn't remember it clearly, I knew that I surely had a nightmare that related to my mom's suicide and Lily's suicide as well. I reached my hands for the glass of water next to the lamp stand as I sat upright on the bed and gulped down all the water in the glass cup.

I placed my hand on my forehead because of the sharp pain that I felt inside my head that continued to linger on. Switching on the lamp stand, I heaved out an exasperated sigh that depicted my worry and frustration as I ran my hands through my hair.

The reason why I was having these terrible nightmares was thanks to that bastard named Steve who managed to instill fear in me. What exactly was he planning alongside Erior? Why did it feel like if things go wrong and backfire in the end, Steve would make me take the fall for it.

I pulled my knees to my chest a