The dream.

Last night, I had the most disturbing dream. I was holding a baby that was crying hysterically, and was following Mr. Rochester down a winding road. I don't know why, but it was incredibly unsettling.

Then, the dream morphed. I was in my bed, an a hideous figure stood in my room and tore my wedding veil before turning to me. I was so frightened in the dream that I passed out.

The worst bit was, I thought it was all a dream. Until I got up the next morning and found my wedding veil in shreds!!

I’m anxious for Edward to return home. I don’t understand what happened, and I want to hear what he thinks about it.