Avery woke up from the nightmare.
It was dawn outside the window, and she sat up to switch on thedz lights.
The room brightened instantly and the fear within her slowly faded as she looked around her familiar
surroundings.
She picked up her phone to check the time; it was half-past six in the morning.
Her body felt like it was both freezing and burning at the same time, and when she raised her hand to
touch her chin, she came into contact with a thick layer of sweat.
Her heart was still throbbing from the dream and she knew that her phone conversation with Elliot
triggered the nightmare.
She had somehow filled in the blanks of what Elliot had not managed to finish.
It was not a random dream; Charlie had indeed said something similar to her in the past.
The only difference was that he had not gone into the details at the time because he had only heard
rumors.
In her dream, not only was Elliot a murderer, he was going after her life as well.
Avery felt as though there was a stone pressing against her chest and the suffocating pain
overwhelmed her.
She got out of bed and walked toward the bathroom.
She kept consoling herself, saying that it was just a dream.
Though dreams might come true, they were mostly far from reality.
She had not wronged Elliot in any way, so why would he kill her? If Elliot wanted to kill her to obtain
custody of the children, he didn’t have to wait and could have done so at this very moment; if Elliot was
going to kill her during an episode of his mental outburst, then that was what it was and she couldn’t
possibly resist.
After a shower, she regained her composure and was no longer too frightened.
She stepped out of the bathroom and went to the closest to retrieve a new set of clothes to change
into.
During the time she was in the shower, the sky had brightened up.She turned off the lights and went to
open the curtains.
Instantly, her attention was caught by the golden-colored winter Jasmine on the wall of the yard.
Her mother had planted those when she was alive.
Ever since she had passed away, Avery would feel her mother’s gentle eyes on her whenever she saw
the flowers.
If only Laura was still alive, she would help to take care of Robert at home, in the present.
She had always mentioned that she wanted to find a job once Hayden and Layla grew up, or else it
would be too boring to remain at home.
Avery had agreed at the time and told Laura to manage her finances in the future, Avery had thought
that Laura would be happy to hear it, but to her surprise, Laura completely gave up on finding are job.
She thought that she was too old to catch up with the ever-changing society, and was worried that she
would make a mistake and slow Avery down instead.
Tears welled up in Avery’s eyes and soon rolled down her face at the memories.
‘It’s Wanda who killed my mother!’ She thought, ‘I want her dead!’ In the morning at Tate Industries,
Avery called Shaun into her office.
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