Ava woke up from her sleep shivering,her breath racing,her bedsheet was soaked with sweat.
"Where am l,"she shouted, looking around the room, like a ghost.
"Oh! my goodness,"it's just a dream,"she whispered to herself.
She sat on the bed, and looked around again,"A dream!,"what a bad dream,?
She got up from the bed again,went to the restroom, and washed her face. She cleaned it with a towel.
Ava looked at her face in the mirror, breathing heavily.
"Chloe Pierce is my childhood friend. I trusted her. She can't do it,"Ava muttered to herself.
"What 've l done to deserve this from anybody?
The images still lingered in Ava's mind as she closed her eyes.
"Chloe pointing a gun at me,she pointed a finger at her check,"Noo, let me just forget about it,"Chloe can never imagine it ,talkless of doing it to me.",she said and went back to the bedroom.
