NEXT MORNING.
SAINT VILLA.
AARON'S BEDROOM.
August Maijune opened her eyes slowly and saw a man sleeping by her side. She blinked twice thinking to herself it was a dream.
She had had this same dream a number of times this past week. Waking up and seeing Aaron Saint by her side. Anytime she would try to touch him, he would vanish from her sight.
August Maijune stretched her hand to touch him but stopped midway. What if he vanished from her sight again? She thought. It was better to not touch him. It was better to just watch him, that way he won't disappear from her again.
