Anastasia was sweating and holding the sheets tightly. The dream was just too vivid. But who was that boy that she saw earlier on? She knew that little girl was the childhood version of hers but who was the boy and where was that orphanage?

Was it the same orphanage she went to the last time? Maybe she needed to see Clara again.

As she was still baffled, she looked around and was surprised where she was. She was in the hospital when she woke up. Light footsteps came rushing into the room she was in.

She looked around and saw her mom and dad walking briskly. Her view was...