Chapter 73

Eleanor’s POV

I woke up with my scream reverberating through the room, my heart pounded against my chest like a wild drumbeat. The remnants of the nightmare clung to my mind, leaving me breathless and disoriented. My body trembled uncontrollably as a cold sweat coated my skin, making me shiver despite the warmth of my blankets.

My eyes darted around the dimly lit room, searching for any signs of danger. Shadows danced menacingly on the walls, casting eerie shapes that only fueled my imagination. Every creak and rustle in the room felt like a malicious presence lurking in the darkness, waiting to pounce on me.

I clutched the sheets tightly, seeking solace in their familiar touch. My breath came in short, ragged gasps as if my lungs were desperately trying to catch up with the racing rhythm of my heartbeat. I could feel the weight of my fear pressing down on me, threatening to suffocate me in its tightened grip.

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. The over