*~~Chapter Forty-Nine~~*

{Third Person Point Of View}

In another state, far away from Avery and the nightmares that plagued her. There was another girl pacing about deep in thought and confusion. In the house she had grown to call home, and a room she spent every night in. Sometimes she didn’t leave the room at all.

The room was shrouded in darkness as she stepped cautiously forward, her breath shallow and quick, each exhalation a quiet puff in the still air. Her eyes strained against the blackness, every corner and shadow blending into a uniform void. She paused, holding her breath, listening intently for any sound that might indicate another presence. There was nothing. The silence was thick, almost tangible, and it brought a small measure of relief. No footsteps, no whispers, no signs of life besides her own. The absence of noise eased the tight knot of anxiety that had been building in her chest. She always did feel safe when she stayed by herself.

Her surroundings, however, did little to soothe her. To h