The Darkest Lullaby by Elle Beaumont EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Elle Beaumont
- Language: English
- Genre: Horror Anthologies
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Marion’s eyes shot open. She shook from head to toe. The cotton
sheets of her bed clung to her sweaty skin as she tried to make sense of
where she was.
This was her bedroom, the second-floor guest room located in Rose
Manor. The one she had been given when she first started working for
Dominic Rose and his son, Peter. She had lived here for two years, and yet
it felt like nightmares tormented her every night. Sometimes she wondered
if she was awake or asleep. It was difficult when the lines blurred so often.
The horrible nightmare that had yanked her back to wakefulness faded.
She put a trembling hand to the side of her head, trying to recall the details.
Trying to recall any of it. She felt like remembering them would help her
unlock the terror, shed light on what truly plagued her. As if knowledge
could release her from the endless prison of her mind.
She reached down beside the bed to drag her fingertips against the space
between the box spring and the mattress, where she kept her personal
journal. It was a private diary she had kept ever since she left home and
came here to work as a nanny. Her fingers fumbled against the harsh
springs and the soft cotton of the mattress. She pushed down the familiar
depression and reached inside. But there was nothing. She leaned over the
edge of the bed farther, sticking her whole hand inside. It was gone.
Marion pushed up to a sitting position, tangling her hands in her hair.
All the homesickness she had written about was lost. All her hopes and
fears gone. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the panic inside that
threatened to overflow. Most importantly, her dream logs were gone. She
had logged them for weeks, noticing that they were getting worse and the
nightmares more frequent. Sometimes when she read through them it felt
like the dreams belonged to someone else.
The dream from last night, she needed to remember it. Marion closed
her eyes. Maybe she could commit it to memory even if she couldn’t write
it down. Something bad had happened to her in the dream. It felt so real. Or
at least, her terror was real.
But try as she might, the nightmare slipped through her fingers like the
delicate strands of a spider web dissipating in the breeze. She wrapped her
arms around her knees and hugged herself tight, trying to ease the pounding
of her heart in her chest.
“Just a nightmare,” she whispered. “That’s all.”
If that were true, why did she feel like she needed to convince herself?
Marion got to her feet and slid on her slippers. It was dark still. Dawn
hadn’t quite broken the surface of Rose Manor and the lush gardens that
surrounded it. She pulled on her thick bathrobe, the one her mother had
made herself and given her years ago. She padded over to the small balcony
and pulled open the doors.
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