Rosalind's eyes fluttered open.
She immediately sat up, panting heavily. The dream this time did not feel that dangerous yet her heart was still racing, her hands trembling. She patted her chest as she looked around.
Quickly she realized she was in a cave, surrounded by tall walls that seemed to stretch up to the heavens.
She could see glittering pearls embedded in the walls and ancient relics scattered about the floor.
The soft crackling of a fire and the sound of the meat sizzling from being cooked caught her attention.
Turning her head, she saw Lucas, calm and collected, as he tended to the roasting meat.
A sense of comfort washed over her at the sight of him. However, seeing him like this immediately reminded her of her dream. Envy rushed inside her.
Again, she turned to look at the large space in front of them, trying to distract herself.
To her surprise, however, he was no longer there when she turned towards him again.
"Hey..."
