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.

or stroke the mirror by the bedside.

process, which made Cassandra quite anxious, afraid that she might fall

downstairs. Cassandra followed closely behind

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 roles

a young lady was sleepwalking. These were

floor and opened the door of the

a surge of

it seemed that Courtney didn't feel the cold at all. She stood at the gate for a long time before she closed it and walked to the stairs again.

something to help her, but her body was so afraid that she did nothing

returned to her own room, and then lay on the bed

should do next. However, her tension ebbed a little when she noticed that Courtney was lying still in

granted. She needed some

walked outside? Wouldn't it be very dangerous?

drowsed into a nap. However, she woke up from time to time. She could hardly fall

herself up before she went downstairs. Whitney had already prepared the breakfast and

Auntie, I'd like

was eager to tell Whitney what happened to Courtney last

"About what?"

in a puzzled face,

and entering every room in the house. And she didn't

and anxiously while watching Whitney's

When you see her next time, just don't wake her up.

deep inside, Whitney's heart ached when

shocked at Whitney's response. She assumed that Whitney

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

be nervous at the thought of Courtney's

wouldn't go out. I've sent some people to watch her.

However, she was unable to open her mouth the

that tears fell down on the edge of Whitney's plate.

Are

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

resting in her eyes, sorrow and pain were painted

with you about everything. Courtney is sick. She started sleepwalking several years ago. I've taken her to many hospitals. But the doctors said she couldn't recover completely. She needs ample quiet rest every day to

voice was hoarse as tears kept on welling up

had learned. 'Courtney needs a peaceful environment to recover? That means that she has a

she doesn't like to talk to me and is always so distant.

in her room and doesn't sit with others on the dining

doing strange things while sleepwalking?' thought Cassandra.

been living a hard life all these years,"

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