Chapter 49: Open Mind

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For the first time in days, Nevaeh felt refreshed after sleeping with no nightmares. It wasn't like the sleep she had before she came here, but it was far better than all the nights she had had since these nightmares started. It felt like the heavens had decided to give her a break from her night torture. She had slept longer than she ever did, and her face was a tad bit better than she looked in the past days. 

Her eyes scanned across the room, but there was no Dale. He must have left again. She truly had no idea where he goes to, and she was only left with her assumptions. Assume, that he was trying to look for some solution to her affliction, but still, she felt slightly disappointed to know he was gone, again. A resigned sigh rolled out of her lips.

She didn't ponder to know who had brought her to bed, she was sure he had done it. The thought of being carried in his arms again suddenly made her cheek warm-up, even if she felt annoyed with him. She was annoyed with his recent and constant disappearance, annoyed at being kept idle and lonely with nothing but baseless imaginations, annoyed at the pain she was suffering, and annoyed that he was affecting her mind more than he was supposed to.

She must be stupid thinking of him when she should be mad at him. He was the reason why she was going through things she hasn't experienced before. Or maybe she should be mad at her mother who had promised to set her free but was yet to call her after so many days. She wondered what was going on, on that end.

"Stupid Nevaeh." She reprimanded herself as she pulled her hair into a bun.

Waking up in a better mood than she was last night, she realized she had been rude to Laila. Though she knew nothing of her identity, and her mysterious and uninvited visits were very strange and slightly upsetting, she still felt she had to apologize to her. It wasn't in her nature to be rude to people, and she couldn't start now. But how could she contact her? She knew nothing about her other than the name she had given her. Everything about her was strange and alarming, yet, she felt kind of comfortable around her like she could trust her. How strange.

Maybe this charade was beginning to affect her more than she wanted to admit. She was beginning to act differently, and it's gradually getting scary.

She thought it was about time she told Dale about her visit. She had not meant to keep it a secret, but the man was barely around. It wasn't her fault, it was his.

Nevaeh got herself ready and made her way to the lonely dining room. She sighed when she saw her food was already placed on the table. This has become the new routine. She missed Mr Simon.

She sighed as she sat at the table. It was a bit depressing sharing the table alone. Although Dale made her nervous while they ate together, it was better than sitting alone in a large room with nothing but furniture and hidden maids. These days she had no one to talk to but herself.

She suddenly didn't have the appetite for much, so she only ate as much as she could. Not sure of what to do next, she decided to resume her routine of going to the library. Drawing had always been therapeutic and relaxing for her until she started drawing the monsters in her dreams. Now it was all about whiling away the time and trying not to fall asleep. It wasn't as fun as it used to be. As a matter of fact, nothing in her life felt the same anymore. Her emotions and thoughts were always so conflicting, so much she felt she was always in a struggle. Struggling to act right, and not betray her sister and her moral compass.

And who knows if those monsters would return in her sleep again?

The moment she stepped into the Library, she remembered the book Laila had given to her. It was a book about mythology, and it made her wonder how such a book would give her the answers she required. Or would it?

Well, she was sceptical it would.

She was surprised when she discovered the book was gone. She searched the shelf she had seen Laila retrieve it, but it wasn't there. She felt like giving up, but her curiosity kept her going. Shelf after shelf she looked but she still couldn't find it. Had Dale taken it?

She had given up on her search when a small book hidden between two other books suddenly caught the attention of her eyes. It was small and ancient, and very dusty like it hadn't been read in a long time. She felt like looking away, but something about it pulled her to it.

She pulled out the book and she suddenly felt strange. There was no title on it and from the looks of it, it felt like a journal. She opened it and she wasn't surprised to see his name on it. But attached to his name was a familiar signature she had seen before. She wondered where. She opened the first page of the book, and she was surprised to see it was indeed a diary. His diary.

"Looking for something?" Nevaeh jolted when she suddenly heard his voice behind her, she almost dropped the book. For a moment she thought she might have imagined his voice, but that was so real. She quickly slipped the book back to the place where she had seen it before turning around. She was surprised to see standing him by the door.

Her eyes trailed him from head to toe, almost as something she couldn't believe could be seen at this time of the day. She had seen less and less of him each day.

She composed the look on her face, and replied, "No." Her tone was curt, and the way she looked away from him it was obvious she was displeased with him. She picked another book from the shelf and walked towards the desk, while he approached her.

They silently fixed their gaze on each other for seconds which felt like an eternity. He tried reaching for her face, but she turned her face away from him to the book she had picked, while her eyes surreptitiously looked at the book he had placed on the table. It was indeed the book from last night. Its unique pattern was hard to miss and it was also ancient.

"It's good to finally see you in daylight, Mr Stuart." She said in a casual note while she opened the book. Dale watched her furrowed brows, but she ensured to avert her gaze from his.

"You're angry." He wasn't asking, he was stating the obvious.

"Why should I be?"

"I'm sorry." He replied.

"What for?" She cocked a brow at him. "What are you sorry for, Engel?" For leaving her alone to endure the pain she has been afflicted with because of him? Or for having her trapped in his house when he couldn't even be there with her? Why was she even fussing over this?

"For everything." He said, making her hand pause for a brief second.

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"Well, don't be. It's not like I care." She curtly replied and looked away as she continued flipping through the book.

"You don't?" He asked. His voice wasn't forced or displeased as she had thought it would be. She raised her head and glanced at him, and she was surprised to see the haughty smile that tugged on his lips. But she didn't let it faze her.

"I'd be surprised if I was."

"Then why then are you reading a book from the opposite side? Or has my wife developed some super abilities?" He tilted a taunting brow at her.

Nevaeh looked at the book and she was horridly mortified to see she has been 'reading' the book upside down. She closed her eyes in mortification.

"You don't have to be embarrassed." He said, but she could hear the smile in his voice. 'Laugh all you want, evil man.' She yelled in her heart.

"I guess you were looking for this." He said as he slipped the book he had brought towards her.

She glanced at the book and nodded. "It appears you took it. Why?" She gazed at him.

"Nothing. I just wondered why it suddenly interested you to read." He replied.

"And you think it's something I shouldn't?" Her brows were now challengingly raised at him. Dale knew that he shouldn't just answer her questions, as a wrong response from him would probably flare her up as she was already angry with him.

"It's there something you think I shouldn't find in it?" Her curious voice asked again.

Dale sighed and walked closer to her while her eyes cautiously followed him. He wasn't going to do his eye mojo on her again, was he?

She watched as he turned her chair and squatted in front of her, before taking her hands in his.

"Having you know everything about me is what I truly desire. But I..."

"Fear I can't take it. I'm not fragile, Dale." She interjected him.

"I know you're not. I just feel you're not prepared." Hinted in his voice were sincere concerns and worry for her.

"Prepared for what?" She asked as she became more curious than ever. For the first time, she wanted to listen and understand what he was saying and what he had to say.

Dale sighed when he saw the blazing curiosity in her eyes. She looked eager to hear whatever he had to say. He cupped her cheek and stroke it with his thumb. "There are many things that exist beyond human imagination. Things other than death and life. There are forces that make things be and forge the adventures that man seek as well as the pain that it sometimes brings."

"Are you talking about supernatural forces?"

"It seems you truly met her." He smiled.

"Laila?"

His brows furrowed when he heard Laila's name. And she also realized that he wasn't referring to Laila. So who else was she supposed to see?

Her eyes turned desperate when he suddenly stood up. "Are you leaving again?" She asked as she rose with him.

He brushed his hand through her hair, his eyes gently and lovingly staring at her.

"I'll be back soon, I promise." He kissed her forehead, before placing the book in her hand. "Read with an open mind, love." He said and walked away while she watched him leave.

Nevaeh looked at the book as she wondered what exactly should her mind be open to.

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