Chapter 36
The Humour In It All
***EPOV
"I'm serious, Greco. This is all fucked up."
"You know...I never imagined you'd be this vocal in your complaints. I'm truly surprised."
"What the fuck does that mean? Why am I being tested like this?"
"You're the one choosing to see it as test."
"What else could it be?"
And I want to punch his face. Because he doesn't answer. Because his face looks way too amused.
I want to wake myself up but know that it's useless. I made the mistake of going to sleep. Now, I would be stuck here until he saw fit to let me out.
Nothing is said while he leads me through the darkness and out into what I could only assume is Isabella's dream realm.
"It's wrong," I say, seeing the forests that appeared around us starting to thin. "I shouldn't be here."
"If only you could truly appreciate how wrong that statement is."
"What?"
But he doesn't answer.
And suddenly, I don't really care. We've broken through the forests and a sprawling, beautiful mansion has come into view.
It isn't the house that has me in awe. No.
It's the vision in white running across the yard, her laughter suddenly shooting through my mind.
"Irony, my friend," Greco says, his voice echoing as he disappeared. "Remember that."