The next morning, I was seated up, my knees drawn up to my chest as I gently touched the golden leaf on the bed.
It was still hard for me to believe.
I had had a dream.
Well, what felt more than a dream.
Felt like a memory from a life I couldn’t recall.
Running through forests laughing with a man who seemed so familiar.
A man I couldn’t see, yet somehow knew I had a romantic connection to.
I woke up before I could see his face and was stunned to find the golden leaf of the same tree I had climbed in my dream.
What was this?
Proof that I hadn’t just been dreaming?
That something was happening to me
I was getting memories of things I couldn’t recall.
A life I knew I had never lived.
All through the night, I had remained awake, staring at the leaf.
It was almost in the shape of an apple and had veins protruding through its body.
Golden, just like the leaf itself.
Except it was firmer than the body of the leaf.
I looked at it, bored, until it began to get weary.
Why in the name of the goddess did I wake up with a golden leaf in my hand when I had never been around anyone my entire life?
Xaden’s mother’s journal, which Otto had given me the night before, was beside the leaf.
I had spent the entire night reading through it.
Trying to find anything.
Something to make sense of the constellation and the newly found map.
Still baffled me that she had known my father’s brother.
And that he, too, had been interested in astrology.
I signed to myself as I flipped through pages.
Trying to see if I had missed anything.
The last mention she had made of him was when she stated. "His interest in astronomy has assisted in the questions I have asked and-
It just ended there by the end of the page.
The next page of the book began a different day entirely.
It was though she had forgotten what she was speaking on and just moved on.
Made no sense.
I was stuck in my thoughts, and I had no idea when Hildegard woke up.
"Jasmine!" She said aloud, and I jumped in fright.
I gasped, my hand already clutching my chest.
"Good heavens, I didn’t mean to scare you." Hildegard apologized sympathetically. "It’s just that I had been calling your name for a while now. And you seemed lost in thought."
She had been calling my name? I had barely even heard.
I rubbed my forehead and apologized.
"I’m so sorry," I said. "I had no idea."
"It’s already daybreak." She said.
I looked back at the curtains that had traces of sunlight demanding to be let in.
I had no idea when that had even happened.
I rubbed my eyes and yawned whilst stretching my already bent body.
"Jasmine, darling," Hildegard said as she tied her hair into a ponytail. "If you keep your back bent that way, you’re going to get older than me."
I chuckled at her joke, and the older woman joined in.
For some reason, I was getting much closer to women older than I was.
After all, I rarely even had friends who were my age.
From Urma, to Eleanor, to Nanny Nia, and now to Hildegard.
From the four women, I had lost two.
One to death and the other to a cruel fate orchestrated by someone else.
I was glad not to have ever seen Eleanor’s head decapitated and kept on a spike.
I doubt I would have ever recovered from it.
Either way, I was grateful for the wisdom and friendship they shared with me.
"I had no idea it was already daybreak," I mumbled as I leaned my back against the headboard of the bed.
She got out of bed and stretched. "We get that a lot from guests here."
"What do you mean?" I raised a brow.

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