Celina pov.
To be precise, not one nightmare, but many.
These days after going to bed there are always various nightmares.
The most memorable dream for me was the following.
The first scene that came up was a very romantic wedding ceremony.
I was wearing a white wedding dress and my beloved Lambert was standing on the other side.
The wedding march started, I walked towards him, and every step I felt like I was stepping on a cloud of happiness.
My mood was so happy that the air was incredibly sweet.
We looked at the priest together.
"Celina, will you be Wilson's wife?"
When I heard this name come out of the pastor's mouth, I was immediately very puzzled.
I immediately retorted, "You are wrong, my husband should be Lambert."
The pastor sounded firm: "No, I can be sure it is Wilso
