"Please come back to me! No! Please!"
Bella whimpered as the visage of Osman falling off a cliff repeated itself in her dreams. She was trapped in a nightmare, and she didn't know if she would ever wake up.
"Bella, wake up!" she heard Jayra's voice calling out to her. "Bella!"
That instant, Bella opened her eyes as she jolted awake from her nap.
"Bella, are you alright?" Jayra asked while she gently squeezed her shoulders.
Groggily, she weakly nodded before quickly wiping the beads of sweat off her face.
"You're dreaming about it again in broad daylight?" Jayra asked.
"I don't know why, but I've been dreaming about him and what happened that night a lot lately," Bella muttered as she tried to stop her eyes from welling over.
She didn't want to worry Jayra. She was already fine. It was just that… The fact remained that she had still not moved on from that night she lost Osman.
