Jamila
I wake up in Nicholas' arms. I look at him, confused. He's asleep. How did he end up getting in bed with me? I suddenly remember what happened last night. I was having a terrible dream. I was in the forest, and this guy was hurting me. I was scared and immobile.
I try to get out of his arms, but his grip is firm, so I lie there, unmoving, and listen to his heartbeat.
It changes, and I know he's awake even though his eyes are closed. I try to get out of his grip, but he doesn't release me.
" I know you're awake," I murmur.
" You had a bad dream last night. Do you have them often?" he asks, deep and soft. I contemplate telling him for a moment.
" Sometimes," I whisper
" Are they clear?"
" Sometimes. They used to have blurry images, but I remembered the fear more,"
" Is
