Chapter Forty One
In which a reminder is painful.
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[Third Person’s Point of View]
Zana woke up in a jolt.
Her hands fiddled to the side, alarm blazing through her head upon only feeling the sheets. There was not even a moment where she could scream for help. It was like her voice could not be controlled. Her body felt so foreign that she was not sure how to properly do what she wanted. Upon seeing that Daniel was not lying next to her, she felt like her body was drained with blood. Her body couldn’t even move, only looking at the empty space as if she couldn’t believe it.
“Is Daniel… even real?” her voice was only but a whisper, but her body felt it.
There was always a small middle ground between reality and trauma from her viewpoint. Most people seek a specific item to wake t
