Chapter 24

I would have constant visions of an alternate ending to my life.

A life where Drake had gotten his way and I laid six foot under.

A life where I had never found out about the marriage contract.

A life without Demetrius.

I would tell people my visions and I always ended up with the same results, sympathy.

But what they didn't understand was these weren't just any ordinary visions.

These were dreams.

I didn't wake up in the middle of the night crying about these obscure visions, in fact I woke up and I would begin to imagine my life in one of those conceptions, what I could have become, the person I always wanted to be. Then I would go back to sleep, totally fine and normal. That's what scared me the most.