Chapter 257: Nightmare
"Athena! Athena! Are you okay?!!"
Athena’s response was to jerk from side to side on the bed, whimpering, tears rolling down her face contorted with anguish and immense sorrow.
For a brief moment, Gianna contemplated calling Aiden, but he had left an hour ago to attend to his business. Feeling helpless, she watched her friend in distress, wondering what could possibly trouble her this much.
What nightmare could have strung Athena up like this, rendering her unable to wake up from such torment?
Inhaling deeply, Gianna joined Athena on the bed, trying to hug her close, but Athena struck her hand out, connecting sharply with Gianna’s neck.
The sharp cry of pain that erupted from Gianna’s lips was what finally pulled Athena from her hellish dreams. She sprang up smartly, as if released from a coiled spring, her breaths rapid and shallow, the throes of fear still etched on her features.
"Gianna! Gianna! Are you okay?!" She exclaimed, looking around frantically, her gaze wild and unfocused, ignoring the sweat and tears cascading down her face in torrents.
Her frantic search slowed as she finally comprehended her surroundings: she was in her room, not in the damp, nightmarish cell where Morgan had imprisoned her and Scarlet.
The nightmares had returned, haunting her again.
But hadn’t she expected this when she lay down, after Susan had finally left the room a few hours ago? Hadn’t she known it would return the moment she clutched the pillow tightly and whispered softly to herself, to sleep and dream well?
Her throat felt constricted, thoughts pausing as she noticed Gianna on the floor, hands at her neck, gritting her teeth in pain.