Chapter 109
Chapter 109
Nyssa pov
I had so many questions I wanted to ask, things I was completely confused about.
For example, where was I? Who was this man, and why was his face so blurry? Why were we dressed like this?
Was this a dream, reality, or some kind of illusion?
I couldn’t even tell. I was so overwhelmed that all I could do was stare down at my dress in utter confusion.
Before I realized what I was doing, I reached out and touched the fabric. When I felt its texture, I frowned, lifting a brow in disbelief.
This definitely wasn’t a dream. Dreams didn’t feel this real.
I could hear the sound of birds flying overhead, feel the wind brushing against my skin, hear the rhythm of my own heartbeat. I was fully self–aware and if there was one thing I was certain of, it was that this wasn’t a dream.
Which left only two options.
Either this was an illusion… or it was reality.
If it was an illusion, then whose vision was I seeing? This place clearly had nothing to do with me. Not my life. Not my past.
So whose reality was this?
Wait…
Had I transmigrated into the past? Into the Victorian era? In someone’s body?
My eyes widened in sheer horror at the thought.
“Little mate,” the man called out, and I shifted my gaze to him, only to find him now staring at the sky ahead as he spoke.
“I asked the pack doctor to check if the pup is a girl or a boy, but he said it’s too early to know that now.”
The corner of my lips curved into a sneer as I listened to him speak.
I couldn’t even understand what he was talking about.or who he even was. And worst of all, if I really had transmigrated into the past… then I needed answers, fast.
Whoever this man was, I had no time for him.
“Could you please stop talking to me? I asked who you are, and you haven’t even answered,” I said in frustration, glancing around to find that we were standing in a garden.
There were flowers of every imaginable color scattered everywhere.
Pink, yellow, blue, purple, red, green, an endless sea of beauty.
And for a brief moment, even though I was freaking out of my mind, as I stared at the well–maintained garden, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by how bright and beautiful it looked.
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Chapter 109
And just then, a memory that wasn’t mine floated into my mind, words echoing softly in my head as a vision of a woman and a man, holding each other as they walked through this very garden, played behind my eyes:
“Do you know why I love taking care of these flowers myself, my king? Because this is the place you come whenever you need to think, or whenever the royal meetings become too much. I want this place to be beautiful and peaceful for you. I want it to be your happy place.”
The memory vanished as quickly as it came, fading like mist, and I immediately shut my eyes as a throbbing headache spread through my skull.
I staggered back slightly, my breath catching as my vision began to blur.
“But I believe the pup is a girl,” the man laughed, turning to me as though completely unaware that I was seconds away from passing out.
He continued walking toward me, and as I groaned, wanting to move away from him, I realized, I couldn’t.
I couldn’t move my body.
Couldn’t take a single step away as he leaned in closer and gently placed a hand on my stomach.
“I want it to be a girl. Our first child should be a pretty girl who looks like you, don’t you think?”
My eyes widened at his words, snapping down to my stomach as I gaped in shock.
C–child? Was I pregnant?
No–was this body pregnant?!
But before I could even comprehend what he had just said or ask what he meant, a whimper escaped my lips as I felt it again.
That same powerful force slamming into me.
And just like last time, I felt my soul being yanked from the body before I could blink or react.
I couldn’t even get a single word out as I watched myself being pulled free, floating out of the body I had inhabited only moments
ago.
Then, to my horror, the body I had just left… suddenly laughed.
She reached out and gently touched the man’s hand still resting on her stomach.
And for the briefest of moments, just a moment, she turned slightly.
Her face was still blurred, but her head tilted… and her gaze locked onto mine.
She stared right at me.
Eyes trained directly on me, like she knew I was there, before everything snapped back… and the world went dark.
“I apologize, Miss Sandra. My lady must be tired, that’s why she’s not waking up from her nap. I’ll try again.”
I heard Serena’s worried voice, and suddenly, my eyes snapped open.
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