"Your stepbrother?" The doctor asked with bewilderment written across his face as he stared at me. I quickly nodded before I heard the doorknob turn.

"I had nothing to do with your accident, Sylvia," I heard the voice of Issac say as he leaned against the doorframe. He watched me with cold as he spoke. "You can't blame others for your own mistakes," He said to me before turning to leave. "Mom and dad are waiting, don't take too long."

I let out a shudder at his words before turning my attention back to the doctor standing before me. The doctor gave me a accusing look before sighing.

"Look Miss Williams, you have to go home now," he told me sternly before turning to walk back out of my room. "I'll leave you to get dressed, be done in seven minutes."

My eyes began to water as I held back the sobs that were threatening to spill out of my mouth. Slipping out of bed, I slowly started to pull my hospital gown off and put my uniform back on. All I could think of was that I was going back with him. I would be at his mercy once again.

'Why couldn't the doctor believe me?' I asked myself while putting my dress flats on my feet. After I put on my shoes, I sat back down on the hospital and stared at my lap. A knock sounded at the door a few moments later, causing my head to snap up and face the door.

"Are you dressed Miss Williams?" I heard the doctor ask from behind the closed door. I took a deep breath before walking over to the door and opening it. As it opened it revealed the doctor and a nurse holding the rest of my stuff in a clear plastic bag.

"I'm dressed," I muttered as I stood in front of them. I grasped my bag of stuff and then followed the nurse out to the waiting room to see my parents - and him. I slowly walked behind her, my flats making light clicking sounds on the polished tile floors.

"Did your stepbrother really push you down the stairs?" I heard her ask me as we entered the main elevator to head down. I gave her a glance before staring at my shoes and nodding slightly.

"Yeah," I muttered while subconsciously pulling a piece of my pale blond hair behind my ear. "he did," I added while still staring at my feet. I heard the nurse let out a soft sigh before I saw her shaking her head out of the corner of my eye

"I'm so sorry," she said in a voice just above a whisper before leaving me alone with my so called family. I kept my head lowered so I wouldn't see him looking at me. A hand touched my shoulder and guided me out of the hospital and towards our car.

I was sent o the backseat next to my stepbrother. I could feel his glare on my back as I tried to just watch the world go by instead of focusing on him. I knew he was angry with me, for living. But, here I was.

'Oh how I wish things were different,' I thought to myself before I let out a small yawn. Suddenly, I felt a hand grasp mine and a voice whispered.

"you aren't free you know?" The voice of my stepbrother hissed in my ear as I felt him squeeze my hand so hard it hurt, then he let go and sat back into his seat. My heart was beating rapidly inside of my chest as I realized it was true, I would never be free from him.

I felt tears slide down my face as I held back sobs. My body began to shake and soon I couldn't hold back the sobs and tears. I felt so ashamed that I was just so suddenly reduced to this, especially since my step mother is pregnant. I don't need to stress her out.

"Sylvia, what's wrong?" I heard the voice of my stepmother ask me as I tried to bite back another sob. Shaking my head before letting it fall into my lap only made her worry more.

"Talk to me Sylvia, tell me what's wrong?" She asked me with concern lacing her voice as she spoke. I lifted my head and gave her a small smile before shaking my head again.

"It's nothing Nora, just a bit worried about tomorrow," I replied in a soft tone of voice while trying to give a reassuring smile. She frowned at me before nodding slightly. She gave me a smile back and then turned to go back to her book.

I let out a soft sigh before staring out the window again. Soon enough I felt my eyes get heavy and I began to fall asleep with my head leaning against the cool window of the car.
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The world around me was almost completely white. I was standing on top of a tall cliff covered in a bright white powder that was also blowing around me. I could feel something stirring inside of me as I watched the white flow around the world I was standing in.

"This is beautiful," I muttered to myself as I took a step closer to the edge of the cliff. My feet sinking into the white ever so slightly as I walked closer. With a smile on my face, I let out a laugh and then took of running to the cliff's edge.

After I reached the edge, I took a peak off the side of the cliff and saw nothing but white powder and clear, pointy rocks staring up at me. I closed my eyes and sat down on the ground, my feet dangling over the edge.

I felt free here, like my stepbrother couldn't reach me. Like I was safe for once. But, I knew this wouldn't last forever and that I would have to wake and go back to him - and that place.

"But, you don't have to stay there," a female's voice echoed from all around me. It was the same voice as from my previous dreams. Still though, it put me on edge. Then I realized what the voice.

'Of course I have to stay inside Cemena, only Guards and Hunters are allowed to leave,' I thought to myself with a confused look on my face. The voice let out a light chuckle before speaking again.

"All you have to is run," the voice said to me before going silent for a few moments. At her words I felt a sense of fear and that was overpowering my thoughts. But, surprisingly I also felt a little bit of excitement and relief at the thought of leaving Cemena. "You can escape," was the last thing the voice said before fading away along with my peaceful cliff.

I sat up and took a glance at my stepbrother who was busy playing on his phone. Then, I looked at my stepmother to see her asleep in her seat. The words the female said to me danced in my head and I wanted to follow them, but I also felt like I couldn't leave Nora behind.

'I can escape," I said inside my head with certainty and then with one last look out the window I thought the words that cemented my treason against the Queen.

'I will escape, one way or another,'