Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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~ London ~
The familiar scent of pine trees mixed with the ocean soothed me in the complete darkness of my dream.
I didn't dream about Duke in what seems like forever, and the way his arms wrapped around me with urgency put a smile on my face.
"Hey…", he murmured into my hair.
"Hey yourself…", I responded dreamily while nuzzling his neck with my nose. His scent was intoxicating.
"Will I see you today?", he asked.
I didn't get it. "Hmm?"
"Are you coming to the reunion, Serina?", he asked, this time with impatience in his voice.
I was confused. Why did he ask me that? It's my dream and he should know what I know. Right?
Maybe this is my subconsciousness making sure I won't bail out at the last moment.
