Chapter 135

TESSA MERCER.

I had the same dream again about that same child. It was more of violent glimpses and broken images— I exhausted too much energy trying to put them together. Somehow, it was becoming more and more convincing that the girl was me— I didn't remember anything and nothing pointed that out, it was just a feeling, a pricking feeling.

Even after I woke up, I still couldn't shake it up. Ther