Tony's POV:
"Don't worry.Maybe something went wrong with my divination," I quickly added upon seeing Jerome's
expression darken.
"I don't think so.I've already tried reaching both Mr.Jones' and Jennifer's phones, but neither of them
answered," Jerome said in a grave tone, shaking his head.
"What?" I asked in surprise.
"You already tried calling?"
Before Jerome could answer, Skylar suddenly burst into the room in a panic.
Eyes red and swollen from crying, she grabbed Jerome's hand urgently.
"Oh, my God! What I saw came true.Jennifer and Mr.Jones were buried in the snow!"
As Skylar spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks nonstop.
But her words shocked me to my core.
Did Skylar just say that she had predicted the future? I knew that she was good friends with Jennifer,
but I didn't know that she had prophetic power.
Otherwise, how else could she have known that Anthony and Jennifer were in trouble?
"Oh, you're making things up."
As Jerome spoke, he reached out and cupped Skylar's face.I wasn't so sure, it almost looked like his
hand was covering her mouth.
With his broad back facing me, I couldn't see it too clearly.
"Luna Skylar, can you predict the future, too? What did you see? Please tell me everything!" I asked
Skylar in surprise.
"No, you misunderstand, Elder Tony.Skylar just happened to have a nightmare last night about my
sister and her mate.Please don’t take her too seriously."
Jerome turned to face me with an apologetic smile.
He made sure to stand in between Skylar and me, completely blocking her from my view.
"Oh, okay."
I couldn't help but feel as though Jerome was acting a bit strange, but I didn't press him.
Our priority now was to find out if anything had happened to the prince and his mate.
"Elder Tony, please come in.Tell us.What have you predicted? How are Jennifer and her mate? Is there
anything we can do to help them?" Skylar asked in a forced tone, an awkward smile plastered on her
face.
"I saw some bad omens, but they weren't that clear."
As I spoke, I walked into their room.Jerome helped Skylar to the sofa.
"I will continue to observe the stars and keep my eyes on them.In the meantime, please stay calm.We
can't afford to act rashly."
"Elder Tony, there's something you need to know.My sister and her mate have gone to the snow
mountain.They're not answering my calls.I'm worried that they might be in danger." Jerome sighed
heavily.
"Oh, my God!" I gasped.
Pressing my fingers against my temple, I tried to think.
"It's late.Maybe they didn't hear their phones ring.Why not try again in the morning?"
"Good idea.Anyway, it is late.Thank you for coming all the way here to tell us the news.You should go
and get some rest now."
Jerome nodded to me gratefully.I bowed slightly and bade them goodbye.
Skylar's POV:
When Tony was gone, Jerome took me back to bed.
"It's really late.Get some rest first.I'll try to call them first thing tomorrow morning.They probably have
bad signal on the mountain, which is why they didn't pick up a while ago."
Jerome gently planted a kiss on my forehead.
"Maybe things aren't as bad as you think.Both Jennifer and Mr.Jones are strong.I'm sure they're fine."
I smiled at him feebly.I knew that worrying wasn't the solution, but I couldn't help it.
Taking a deep breath, I willed myself to calm down for the sake of the baby.
Jerome looked at me with concern.
Not wanting him to worry about me, I did as I was told and slipped into bed.
But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fall asleep.
Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was the vision of Jennifer and Anthony buried in the snow.
All of a sudden, I felt as though my wrist was on fire.
Panic, I screamed in pain.
"Argh!"
I reached for my burning wrist with the other hand and tried to sit up, blindly grabbing at the dark.
In doing so, I knocked something over and heard the sound of glass shattering on the floor.
"Skylar!"
Jerome sat bolt upright and threw his arms around me.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
I looked around wildly, clutching at my chest as though I was being suffocated.
Now that I was awake, I could see that I had knocked over the bedside table lamp.
Pieces of glass were scattered all over the floor.
Being cradled in Jerome's arms, I swallowed my tears and gradually calmed down.
"Jerome..."
I whimpered, clutching my wrist tightly.
It looked like this power was growing more and more uncontrollable.
At this rate, I would be found out soon enough.
But what would happen to Jerome? Would he get in trouble because of me? "What happened?"
Jerome stroked my hair comfortingly.
"I saw...a lot of things.All at once.They were sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.It was like there was a
surge of power in my body just aching to burst out.It was so difficult for me to control it." I choked.
Tears started streaming down my cheeks.
"It's going to be okay, Skylar.Don't worry.When Mr.Jones and Jennifer come back, let's try to figure out
where your special power came from."
After giving me a reassuring smile, Jerome climbed out of bed to clean up the remnants of the broken
lamp.
When he was done, he headed to the kitchen and warmed up a glass of milk for me.
"Drink this," Jerome coaxed as he handed me the cup.
"It'll make you feel better."
I obediently took a sip, and almost immediately, its warmth spread all over my body.
After finishing the last drop, I set the glass on the table and stole a glance at Jerome's handsome face.
He cared about me so much, but I kept holding him back.
Things couldn't go on like this.
Guilt was eating away at me.
For Jerome's sake, I swore to myself that I would hide my special power at all costs.
I didn't want to make things difficult for him anymore.
"Skylar, get some rest.Stressing out over those unhappy things might affect the child's health, so stop
worrying.I'll take care of you,"
Jerome said as though he could read my mind.
He pinched my nose playfully.
"I'll call Jennifer and Mr.Jones first thing tomorrow.If I still can’t get in touch with them, I'll figure
something out."
"Okay, let's sleep."
I pulled the quilt up to my chin and sank deeper into my pillow.
"Let me tell you a bedtime story."
Jerome lay beside me and slipped his arm around my shoulder.
"How about I tell you the story of the three pigs? After all, I need to practice telling stories to the baby."
"Okay."
I chuckled, looking up at him expectantly.
"Once upon a time, three little pigs lived in a forest..."
When Jerome was done with the fairy tale, he started singing lullabies in an effort to get me to fall
asleep.
While his voice wasn't amazing, it was calming.
"When the baby's here, you and I will get to coax him to sleep."
Jerome touched my belly and smiled warmly.
Jerome stroked my baby bump lovingly and I was deeply touched by how gentle he was.
I smiled at him genuinely and nodded, then closed my eyes.
With him by my side, I felt safe and gradually fell asleep.
This time, my sleep was peaceful.
No more nightmares.
‘‘Jennifer, Mr.Jones, please be safe"
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