Sophia
I woke up from one of the best nights in the world. However, besides the fresh and crisp ray of sunlight and the sweet scent of apple pie, my mother was baking in the kitchen, a sickening feeling of dread pooled into the pit of my stomach because today was no holiday.
Today I was supposed to go to the academy and once again realise that yesterday was not just a dream or an ill-fated prank and that instead of Morpheus, it was Melinoë who snuck into my dreams or perhaps into my life and is now working with Selene all together to wreck it.
The dress lying in a smooth fold in front of the bed onto the dressing stool and my puffed-up eyes are proof that whatever happened yesterday's night was all too real to be a horror of my imagination and truth brighter and bolder than that crims
