Bab 230: The Memories Disguised as Dreams Didn't End There

T/W: Attempted suicide

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"H-hah!"

Sucking in a sharp breath, Leslie jolted awake. Her chest moved up and down quickly and successively. Her widened eyes expressed horror, terrified by what she had just seen—or rather, experienced—in her sleep.

"W-what... was that?"

Leslie randomly grasped the blanket, feeling how her back soaking in sweat. Shaking her head in disbelief, she perceived the intense shivering of her hands, originating from the fear and surprise in her heart.

"What time is it now..."

Leslie threw her gaze to the bedside table, looking at the small clock standing next to the rose bouquet table lamp. The faint white and pink lights cast a glow in the nearby area, allowing her to clearly see the clock.

03:10 AM.

"Haa... it's still... early..."