ARIANNE POV
The shadows under my eyes were starting to get more difficult to conceal. The nightmares were starting to get more rampant, to the time that I feel so scared to fall asleep. Each times its, gets more real, more terrifying. It was always the same thing, three figures in robes clawing at my skin. I guess it all started with the darn image of mine inside the mirror and her calling me that name, Arthiana. I have no idea why she called me that or why the robed figures too decided to call me that.
Ivan was starting to give me looks of suspicions. He's been asking me to tell him what I've dreamt about after I scared him the first night I had the dream. It was too scary for me to relieve it which was why I tell him nothing. I didn't want him to worry, not when I don't know exactly what is happening to me. I know I said no more secrets and I will tell him, just as soon as I know what's going on to me. But first, I needed help, magical kind.
