h4Chapter 239: To Complete Our Unfinished Story/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    After seeing that the alcohol had started taken effect and Myra was fuzzy, one of those shady seniors started asking questions about her past. But before she could give him any information, Fabian appeared and punched the guy, beating him to a pulp. He was furious to the point of losing his temper, where normally he was always soft spoken, never confrontational. He took Myra back to her home, who was clearly out of her sorts. Needless to say, the party was trashed and everyone was quite shocked to see such reaction from Fabian.

    After that incident, rumors started to spread about Myra and Fabian being a thing or like how Fabian would always appear, helping Myra. They thought Fabian Stephens, was Myra’s sugar daddy or something, as they had a bit of an age gap. Some believed it instantly while some who were acquainted with Myra, didn’t really gave it much thought. To them, Myra wasn’t someone who would have a sugar daddy. They knew her abilities. Her academic achievements and in-depth knowledge spoke volumes.

    All the way home, Myra kept mumbling, her voice a bit slurry from all the alcohol in her system, ’How could you~ ... how could you do that to me? I~ I trusted you, whol~eheartedly. You said~, you said with your own mouth, we were ..... soulmates, didn’t you? So, why ...... why did you betray~ me? Why did you break my trust? It hurts. It really hurts so badly.’ She cried, her face stricken with raw, fresh tears.

    That was the only time she had talked about her. You can’t even say she did it voluntarily, it was mostly emotional rambling. When she got home and inside her room, unconsciously, she called Nora’s number, which she had remembered by heart. She wanted to ask her million questions, tell her about how she was. In the back of her mind, she wanted to reconnect, so she dialed her number. But before the call could go through, her phone’s battery died. Soon, she too copsed on her bed and slept throughout the night. This was seven months ago.

    But everything was still fresh in Myra’s mind. She was d that the call didn’t connect otherwise everything she had built in Esteria would be for not. Everything she had left behind would have resurfaced. She was already living her dream life in Esteria, free of chaos. Her family was happy, she was happy, there was no one chasing after her, there were no more nightmares as well. She felt free here, alive.

    But that night, her nightmares came crawling back. After stepping out of the shower, sheid in bed. She couldn’t sleep; her peace of mind was gone. She scrolled through her phone for quite a while, watching YouTube videos which made no sense. After two and a half hours of doing this, she felt her eyelids heavy. Closing her eyes, she slept in an awkward position.

    All throughout that night, she had constant nightmares of some animal seeking her, chasing after her. Then her dream changed, a peculiar yet familiar voice kept buzzing inside her head, ’You cannot hide forever from me, Myra? Soon, I will find you. And then you will be mine, mine to keep for an eternity. I will never let you go, even if I have to put shackles on you, even if I have to bound you in a cage, so that you cannot run away, my sweet little canary. You are mine. You were always mine. And you will be always mine. This time you cannot run away from me. I AM COMING TO GET YOU. I aming toplete our unfinished story.’

    ’Stay away, I have got nothing to do with you,’ Myra replied, her voice came out hysterical at ’that voice’s’ absurd words.

    ’Hahahaha, how adorable can you be, my love? Do you really think you can do this for your entire life? Do you really think I cannot find you here?’ the curious voice asked her.

    ’You wouldn’t because I made sure that no one could find me,’ she answered, her voice filled with determination.

    ’I like your will power. It will be more fun to break it, piece by piece, slowly and steadily,’ the voice sounded confident.

    Raising her chin in defiance, Myra roared, ’Bring it on. I will never back down. I will never let you or anyone destroy my peace that I have created with my loved ones.’

    The voice gave a soft, rumbling chuckle, ’Hahaha ... We will see it, soon, very soon. You will have to keep your eyes open, from now on.’

    Myra became tensed, her body went rigid as she counter questioned, ’What do you~ ... what do you mean by keep my eyes open?’

    ’You are a curious one, aren’t you? I have already warned you. Be watchful. Things are going to be interesting soon enough,’ with that the source of that voice disappeared.

    ’WHAT DO YOU MEAN? Tell me ....’ Myra shouted but her voice reached to no one. She woke up abruptly from her nightmare, her back and hair filled with sweat, with few sweat beads forming on her forehead.

    Jolting awake, she looked at her surroundings as she took deep and long breaths to calm herself down. After getting herposure back, she recalled those words that appeared in her nightmare. Her heartrate dropped at the thought of its possibility. A dreadful hunch creeped up in her mind, ’Is something going to happen? Are they still searching for me? Should I run away from here?’ She clenched both her hands tightly, in an iron grip, her knuckles turned white.

    ’No, it is all just inside my head. There is no way anyone could find me. I have cut all contact. This is just because of these absurd nightmares. I don’t need to freak out. No one has found me or my family until now. So, it will remain that way. I will make sure of it.’

    To Be Continued . . . . . . . .