A Graduation Gift

Chapter 121 The Sleepwalking Young Lady

Cassandra felt warm sleeping in her comfortable bed. However, her blood froze when she caught sight of a figure in the dark from the corner of her eye!

It was looming around the corner. She could not recognize who it was. It was just sitting there quietly, not moving.

Cassandra dared not do anything boldly. She covered herself with the quilt carefully while staring at that figure anxiously.

After what seemed like an eternity, the figure suddenly moved and stood up slowly.

Its shoulders moved up and down in a heave of sigh. Then it turned its head from left to right, and walked out of the room at a very slow staggering pace.

Through the dim light from the corridor outside, Cassandra saw its face all of a sudden.

It was Courtney!

Her skin seemed to be paler, and her face bore no expression. There was something odd in the way she walked. It was really slow, rigid and unnatural as if she was a puppet.

Then an idea occurred to Cassandra. She covered her mouth to stop herself from making any noise.

Courtney was sleepwalking! On the back of her mind, she recalled that sleepwalking happened in one's dream and the sleepwalkers were unconscious and didn't know what they were doing.

Cassandra was both surprised and curious. She remained silent and watched Courtney walk out of her room silently.

After Courtney left, Cassandra rolled out of bed. A precarious idea haunted her. She wondered why Courtney sleepwalked to her room and where she would go next.

With that thought in mind, Cassandra tiptoed and opened the door. Courtney went to the next room. She opened the door and walked in.

Cassandra followed her carefully. She didn't enter that room. Instead, she crouched down by the door and peeked inside.

Courtney walked to the walk-in wardrobe and opened the door. A ginormous closet filled with countless pieces of gorgeous garments surprised Cassandra.

"Not this one, nor this one..."

Cassandra heard Courtney murmuring. Her pale and thin hand stroked through the rows of fancy dresses.

'Is she looking for a special dress?' wondered Cassandra.

Finally, Courtney closed the door and turned around.

She continued murmuring, "No, no...not here. It's not here..."

Cassandra saw her walking towards the door of the room. She didn't want herself to be discovered. So she hurried to her room secretly.

Courtney repeated her act going into one room after another. She would open the door and walked inside to search for something.

drawer, or stroke

her feet during the whole process, which made Cassandra quite anxious, afraid that she might fall

downstairs. Cassandra

so nervous all the way that even her palms sweated. What she hated the most were horror movies, but with what was happening now, she felt like she was playing one of the

was sleepwalking. These were the classic elements in

reached the first floor and opened

surge of tiny

at all. She stood at the gate for a long time before she closed it and walked to the

watching Courtney eagerly. Her mind wanted to do something to help her, but her body was

to the third floor, returned to her own room, and then lay on the bed again as if nothing

do next. However, her tension ebbed a little when

taken for granted. She needed some serious medical treatments.

very dangerous? What if nobody saw her? She might

see Courtney lying in the bed, Cassandra returned to her room to rest her troubled mind. She drowsed into a

room's window panes. Cassandra refreshed herself up before she went

I'd like to tell

tell Whitney what happened to Courtney last

"About what?"

in a puzzled face, her hand still holding

opening and entering every room in the house.

and anxiously while watching Whitney's reaction.

her next time, just don't wake her up. She was just

Cassandra's surprise, Whitney replied calmly. But deep inside, Whitney's

Whitney must've

gate of this house. What if she went outside? That would

but be nervous at the thought of Courtney's behavior last night.

go out. I've sent

her salad with a fork. However, she was unable to open her mouth the moment the

that tears fell down on the edge

Are you

that Whitney would cry out all of a sudden. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

tears still resting in her eyes, sorrow and pain were painted

ago. I've taken her to many hospitals. But the doctors said she couldn't recover completely. She needs ample quiet rest

as tears kept on welling up

was baffled at what she had learned. 'Courtney needs a peaceful environment to recover? That means

wonder she doesn't like to talk to me and

has meals alone in her room and doesn't sit with others on

she's doing strange things while

must have been living a

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