Is He Really Oxara?

Nesa POV on

I opened my eyes, I was in a place with white all around. I finally stood up, I haven't had a dream like this in a long time since I was in the vampire world. I kept walking hoping to find something, my eyes narrowed when I saw my wand hovering, I ran towards the wand but the wand went away.I kept on chasing until I saw someone I didn't know holding the wand.

"Who are you?" I ask. I dare to ask because this is in dreamland.

The man turned his face towards me, I was surprised because his face was very similar to mine but I didn't know him at all. He smiled at me.

"Why are you holding my wand?" I asked again. The man followed my gaze to the stick in his hand.

"Ah right, here's your wand now,"

He gave me the stick. I looked at the man warily, somehow I felt intimidated by him. Why did he say now this is my wand? Was he the previous owner of the wand? No, I shook my head, he's not my father.