A Beautiful Secret

Galaxia's POV"Help me, somebody please help me, please".I jolt awake from my constant nightmare, I'm not surprised, I mean these nightmares have been going on for 10yrs now but every time it always finds a way to strike fear in my heart. I went for several therapy sessions and for a while I stopped having nightmares but then they just came back and I've been coping ever since, each one more frightening than the last. No amount of therapy was able to take them away, I turn to check my alarm which read 02:53 a.m. I clean the beads of sweat that have formed on my forehead and rub my temples to get rid of the headache starting to form.I get up from my gigantic queen sized bed to my desk drawer to take my pills. Apparently, I was too tired last night, slept off and forgot to take my sleeping pills. I take my pills and head to my mini-fridge to get a bottle of water. I

I listen to some music on my playlist while reading through some files before drawing more sketches of designs I might produce next. Immediately I released this "in vogue" products, I started drawing new ones so I wouldn't have to rush later and because I had nothing else to do.I suddenly remember this lunch I am supposed to crash so I check my wristwatch and see it's already 12:45 p.m. I close my sketchpad, take off my headphones and get up, grabbing my shades and putting them on.I walk out of my office and see my personal assistant standing and talking to my secretary. As soon as they see me, my P.A. quickly looks down and starts fiddling with her fingers and my secretary gets back to whatever she was doing.I ignore the both of them and walk straight to the elevator. I scan my thumb again and the metallic door slides open. I walk in and my P.A. follows fearfully after. I'm pretty sure she's about to suffer a heart att