Aristia's eyes slowly opened. She sat up on her bed, looking around. She was still on her bed and it was early in the morning.
Using the dim light, she glanced at the grandfather clock. It read 5:30 in the morning.
She looked away from the clock and frowned.
What was that? If that was a dream... it was quite detailed.
But why would she dream about Charlotte when she hadn't even been thinking about her or Wade.
Thinking of the ominous dream again, Aristia shook her head. None of those events were real. Charlotte was now mending her relationship with her husband and stepson, and the family had become noticeably happier.
Despite thinking that, Aristia guessed that the dream was probably the events of that world that were meant to happen before she entered the world that weren't written about in the book.
[Somehow, there seems to be a lot of events that weren't present in the book and were inconsistent with the book's information.] Aristia rolled her eyes sarcastically.
