Sibyl’s POV
Nuri was busy for the next few days.
Late at night, I woke up from a nightmare.
I opened my eyes suddenly, cold sweat spreading across my forehead. The scene in the dream was so terrible that I felt a little suffocated, and could only keep short of breath.
In the dream, a tall man stood opposite me. I couldn't see his face, but I could feel the shock and anger in his eyes as he looked at me. I smelled blood. I looked down and saw that I had a dagger in the man's chest.
Why would I kill someone in my dream?
This dream makes me feel bad. I lay in bed, turning over in the dark, trying to hold Nuri.
But he wasn't there.
Where's Nuri?
I sat up and shouted, “Amy! Amy!”
I was surprised to find my voice hoarse.
I only remember that I cried out loudly in my dream, but why did
