Chapter 23. A Castle Under Spell
The sound of the clock continued but kept her wide awake. Her head traveled to the moment she was listening to her dearest grandma about the legends and tales about werewolves.
She couldn't still believe it after all. Dianna tried to close her eyes and fall into sleep, but nothing happened. She felt better than earlier, but she wanted to see Dianne in the next room.
Slowly, she jumped off the bed and folded down the white, thin dress she was wearing. Dianna looked like a goddess who stood near the door with her long, shiny hair.
"Huh, perhaps I fall asleep if I lay beside Dianne." She murmured, looked at her ale face on the mirror, and shrugged off her shoulders.
She added, "Such a ghost-like woman!"
Despite her injured ankle, Dianna disobeyed the doctor's advice and forced it to move.
As gentle as it was, she held the doorknob and twitched it up. The door opened as she stepped slowly out of the room.
Dianna closed it and upon turning back,
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