Nancy slept restlessly in the middle of the night.
Large beads of sweat dripped down his face as he muttered helplessly, âDonât⦠Mom⦠donât⦠donât come near me⦠Mom, donât die, please⦠donât⦠donât dieâ¦â
Mick leaned in to check on Nancy, but as soon as he reached out to touch her face, she grabbed his hand tightly.
She held on so tightly that it made his wrist ache.
But what made him even more uneasy was the look of despair on her face, even in her sleep.
âItâs okay, itâs all over now. No one will hurt you again!â Mick comforted Nancy softly as she slept.
But his words seemed to have no effect. She tossed and turned as if she were desperately trying to escape from something.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and grabbed Mick as if he were the last piece of driftwood in a drowning personâs grasp, pressing his body tightly against hers.
Her rapid breathing sounded in his ear, and although he could have pushed her away, he didnât.
Instead, he hugged her back.
âDid you have a nightmare?â Mick asked softly.
âI⦠Iâm so scaredâ¦â Nancy murmured.
âDonât be afraid. Itâs all over now. I promised you that no one will hurt you again,â he reassured her.
âBut Iâm still scared⦠scared that Iâll end up like my mother, dying under mysterious circumstances!â
Nancy trembled as she spoke. âWhen Clarissa was beating me, my mother tried to stop her, but Clarissa pushed her off the balcony. And even though Clarissa was the killer, the Schultz family managed to make my motherâs death look like an accident. Clarissa didnât have to take any responsibility at all! What if one day, I die too, and my death is also made to look like an accident? Just like my motherâ¦â
As she spoke, her body shook violently.
Mickâs eyes darkened. âYour mother was pushed off the balcony by Clarissa?â
âYes, even though Clarissa was the killer, the Schultz family managed to make my motherâs death look like an accident. Clarissa didnât have to take any responsibility at all!â Nancy hugged Mick even tighter, her voice filled with fear. âWhat if one day, I die too, and my death is also made to look like an accident? Just like my motherâ¦â-
As the last words faded away, they were drowned out by sobs.
âNo! That day will never come,â Mick said, looking down at Nancyâs tear-streaked face. He gently wiped away her tears with his hand and continued, âI wonât let you get hurt for nothing. This time, Clarissa wonât get away!â
âReally?â she asked, her eyes misty with tears.
âI never lie,â Mick replied. âNow, donât be afraid anymore. Go back to sleep, Iâll be here with you.â
Nancy hesitated for a moment and said, âCan you sleep with me? I mean, just lie down on the bed with me⦠I didnât mean anything else, please donât mind.â
His eyes suddenly became deep and mysterious.
Realizing her words might have been misunderstood, she quickly added, âI mean, just sleeping together on the bed⦠Please donât take it the wrong way.â
After speaking, she quickly let go of his hand, lay back on the bed, and covered her head with the blanket, seeming embarrassed to face him.