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I swallowed, my gaze dropping for a moment.
A terrible dream.
Of all the things happening right now… that shouldn’t have meant much.
And yet it did.
“What kind of dream?” I asked before I could stop myself.
There was another pause.
Longer this time.
Then she exhaled softly.
“It was just a bad dream,” she said. “It’s better not to go over it again. You’re fine—that’s all that matters.”
I didn’t respond immediately.
Because I wasn’t fine.
Not even close.
But there was no way I was about to start explaining any of this over the phone. Not like this. Not when I barely understood it myself.
So I let it go.
Or at least… I pretended to.
“I’m okay,” I said quietly.
Silence followed for a second.
Comfortable, but heavy in a way I couldn’t ignore.
And then the words slipped o
