22. Dreaming Alone?
Lea He took a few steps in my direction and wrapped me in his arms. “Take me home, please,” I muttered, lacing my arms around his neck. At this moment, I didn’t care if he didn’t love me or wasn’t actually changing, I just wanted to get away from here. “You are okay, baby. I am with you now, with the two of you,” he cooed, placing a kiss on my forehead and caressing my bump. I sank into his embrace and let it wash me over with comfort. “Let’s go away. I can’t stay here any longer,” I muttered, trying to stand up, but I couldn’t. I sighed shakily, “Is it just a dream?” I asked, and his eyes opened widely, maybe he also only realised it now. Were we dreaming together once again? Or was it all in my mind? “Lea, I will find you,” he said softly but with lots of determination, pushing
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