“Just a dream…just a dream.” I felt my own heartbeat to make sure this reality was the true one. Tears streaked from my eyes and down my cheeks. “Wasn’t real…” I reached for my phone on the nightstand, and without thinking any of it through, I called Bastien. My mind was still in a haze, still asleep in many ways even though I felt wide awake. I knew I shouldn’t call him, but I did anyway. It’d barely rung one time before he picked up. “Sweetheart?” His voice was calm and strong like always, so he was alive and well.
Ughh UghhUGHH
