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Daciana's pov

I felt as though I had died completely. There was no shade of life force in me anymore.

I was either dead or asleep, and I hated both. I never wanted to have those dreams I usually do them again only for them to end in tragedy.

“Daciana!” Someone shouted my name out of the blue. The tone of the voice was able to jerk me into reality and made me believe that I wasn't dead, at least not yet.

My eyes flickered open, and I blinked multiple times at what I was gazing upon. I wasn't in my room but was in Ana's room.

Fear gripped...