 ♥♥ Charmed One ♥♥ Queen of the North♥♥
Trista tossed in her sleep, something that she normally didn't do. She dreamed that they all had got caught. She could heard Mark's laughter in her head. Her heart was pounding and sweat pured down her face and wet her pillow. Trista continued to toss and turn. Her covers got tangled around her.
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