From Emily's point of view

After taking the medication, I fell into a deep slumber once again. 

In my sleep, I had a weird dream. 

I found myself inside a church.

It was the finest one in the Silvermoon Pack. I was dressed in the bridal gown I had designed myself, while Owen stood on the other side, wearing a white suit.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, he was looking at me from a distance. 

The wedding march was playing, and the air was perfumed with the sweet fragrance of flowers. 

Overwhelmed with joy, I walked toward him gleefully. 

However, as I approached him, another woman, dressed in the same...