The stairs…it was like a bridge.
Maya did not cry because she was not home.
Am I hallucinating?
Her heart pounded in her chest. The hallucinations that would appear from time to time were simply a nightmare for her. I will find out what is wrong with me when I get to the hospital.
When she reached the hospital, Stephen accompanied her to the doctor’s room.
“How did you injure yourself?” The doctor asked.
“I tripped and fell down the stairs,” Nicole confessed.
“I’ll deal with your wound first then.”
Nicole thanked him, “Alright, thank you.”
As he watched the doctor disinfect his daughter’s wound, Stephen grew more worried and bombarded the doctor with questions, “Is the injury serious? When will it heal? Will it leave a scar?”
“It is not a small cut. We will have to wait to see if it will leave a scar,” the doctor clarified.
Those words felt like a thorn stabbing into Nicole’s heart.
All she thought about was whether Evan would still love her if she had a scar on her face.
Men are judgmental. She was not confident that Evan would still love her if it left a scar.
Even if he did not mind, she could not accept it. As a woman, her face was her most important feature. She could not bear the thought of having any scar on her face.
“Doctor, please make sure it does not leave a scar. I don’t want to look ugly.” Nicole pleaded.
“I will do my best,” the doctor assured.
“Thank you.”
After the doctor treated the wound, he wrapped it up with gauze and gave her some medicine while explaining certain precautions she should take.
At that moment, Nicole stretched out her arm. “Doctor, I think I have a superficial wound on my arm. Will you please take a look at it?”
“Okay.”
Meanwhile, Nicole was in bed, still feeling uneasy. She stretched out her hand and read her pulse but found no abnormalities.
Hallucinations.
What is causing her hallucinations?
She thought long and hard about it but found no answer.
Slowly, her eyelids grew heavy, and she no longer had the energy to think anymore, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
At night, Evan came home and heard about Nicole’s injury. Immediately, he rushed to the bedroom.
At that moment, Nicole was dreaming about a flood. The water level was rising and swallowing everything before her. Anxiously, with Maya and Nina in her arms, she ran for her life. When she turned back, a huge wave blanketed them. She yelled, jolting out of her dream.
She scrambled to sit upright. Her face was pale, and she was covered in sweat. Evan immediately grabbed her hand.
“Nicole, what’s wrong?”
Nicole looked up to see Evan beside her. With fear written across her face, she blurted, “I had a nightmare.”
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