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.

open the cosmetic drawer, or

to her feet during the whole process, which made Cassandra

walked downstairs. Cassandra followed closely behind her.

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 in a horror

inside the dark mansion, a young lady was sleepwalking. These were the classic elements

and opened the door

a surge of tiny chills met Cassandra's tensed face.

stood at the gate for a long time before she

help her, but her body was

stiffly to the third floor, returned to her own room, and then lay on

little when she noticed that Courtney was lying still in the bed. She must have fallen

must be taken for granted. She needed some serious medical treatments. Cassandra felt sorry for the young lady.

dangerous? What if nobody saw her? She

Cassandra returned to her room to rest her troubled mind. She drowsed into a nap. However, she woke up from time to time. She could hardly fall asleep

window panes. Cassandra refreshed herself up before she went downstairs. Whitney had already prepared the breakfast

I'd like to tell

what happened to Courtney last

"About what?"

face, her hand still holding the milk.

is about Courtney. She sleepwalked last night and went on opening and entering every room in the house. And she didn't

said carefully and anxiously while watching Whitney's

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

But deep inside, Whitney's heart ached when talking about

She assumed that Whitney

this house. What if

be nervous at the thought of Courtney's behavior last

I've sent some people to watch her. She'll never leave this

her head and picked up her salad with a fork. However, she was unable to open her mouth the moment the fork touched her lips. She was held frozen.

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

Whitney... Are

a sudden. Tears rolled down her

With tears still resting in her eyes, sorrow

a family. So I can just be honest 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 get better and she mustn't go through enormous mood swings. That's why I've been keeping her inside

as tears kept on welling up in

baffled at what she had learned. 'Courtney needs a peaceful environment to

talk to

has meals alone in her room and

why she's doing strange

I'm sorry...You must have been living a

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