chapter 99/100 - ugly memory

Stella's POV

“I said we caught the culprits, Stella. Did you hear me?” Hís voice was loud and it forced me out of my daze.

“Uhn? Yes, congratulations,” I said absentmindedly as I remained on the bed regretting why I slept.

“Stella, are you okay, is something wrong?” He asked as he moved closer and tried to hold me, but I shook my head.

“Nothing, I'm fine,” I said with a frown.

“In that case, I'll tickle you until you tell me what's wrong,” he said.

“I’m just in a bad mood, it's nothing.”

“Tickling you and making you laugh like a witch should cheer you up then,” he said and brought his hands to my underarms, but I slapped it off.

“Fine, I dreamt, but it felt more like a memory than a dream,” I confessed, feeling irked with myself for what I saw.

“Whoa, your memories are already coming back. So do you remember the bastard that pushed you?” He asked and I turned to him with a frown.

"That's not it, it's a rather ugly memory that I wouldn't want to believe if it hadnt felt so real,"