In the morning,
Ava's eyes were opened by a ringtone. She reached out her hand to the nightstand and grabbed her phone.
She saw it was Debra's call. She immediately sat up as if she felt deja vu.
She remembered everything that had happened last night.
She was baffled. Was she dreaming?
Just like this, Debra called her yesterday to wake her up. Was it just a dream?
She hurriedly received the call and asked,
"Was I having a dream?”
"What?" Debra asked with a confused tone.
"What day is it today? The match! Is today the basketball match?"
Debra took a pause before replying,
"Of course. That's why I was calling you. Where are you, Ava? You are late."
Hearing Debra, Ava's heart trembled.
So everything was a dream?
'The kiss, the confession, the drive, and the feelings—was everythi
