It was a bright evening, a week now since she was back at Dixon’s house. The stars glimmers just above her heads, She had been alone, since Dixon left to see his friend in prison, and he hadn’t returned.In her eyes were a glint of hope, of a new beginning, a dawn of a new era. Where she would be human, everyone was allowed to dream, Dixon had told her, and her dream was to be human again, right next to him, forever.
The pains hit her on her chest, sending her screaming in agony. The hope she was feeling before all wiped out. She was allowed to dream, cause she wasn’t like every other person, her fate was already decided. She just had to accept it, that she would leave Dixon very soon. Behind her bed, was her calendar, written just thirty days.
She backed away from the window, into the
