She woke up in the middle of the night covered in sweats, breathing heavily, and with her heart that was beating wildly inside her chest. She turned around in her bed, appearing to be looking for something.
But she was alone as she expected. It was just a dream, nothing more, as she breathed a sigh of relief, wiping her forehead from the beads of sweat that broke through her skin.
"Just a dream." She repeated to herself, assuring herself that there was no one else in the room and had nothing to be anxious about as she slid out of bed and grabbed her robe.
She needed water as she felt her dry throat and parched lips. She strode outside her room and went straight to her tiny kitchen. She felt her heart had considerably calmed down but returning to sleep would probably be a struggle.
