CHAPTER 67

Arabel's POV

Hyperventilating, I shoot up from my bed with a cold panic.

Panting.

My heart is thumping wildly in my chest. Sweat poured all over me. My mouth dried in terror.

That nightmare. Again.

But this time, it is different. It is more dreadful, frightening, and scary. I was struggling in my sleep before I finally woke up.

This time, I saw his face.

I had never seen his face before. I only saw what he was doing. Until now, I never knew who was behind it. This time, not only did he point a gun at me, he also pointed a gun at Daisy, and finally, when someone rushed in to save us, he pointed a gun at him too.

Richard.

Alex.

Realizing my body is still shaking from the shock, I drape the duvet around me, grabbing my phone and flickering the bedside lamp on.

Hugging my body to myself as I shuddered once more, remembering vividly the nightmare this time. Frantically, I begin to search for a number.

Richard's.

Did I see Alex's face because I was thinking about him last night? For a mome