The following morning, Melody woke up soaked in sweat, and gasping for her breath.
Slouching on her pillow she wondered when would she stop having these disturbing dreams. By now, Melody had lost count of how many times she must've had these nightmares, the ugly memories of her life that keeps coming back to haunt her, when she is asleep.
Every single time Melody had these terrible dreams, she is awakened in panic. This had gradually taken over her peaceful sleep days and Melody saw no cure to heal the wound.
Melody got up and splashed cold water on her face. When she walked into her bedroom, where Lyrical was still asleep. Slowly, making sure not to disturb her sleep, Melody took out a towel and her bathrobe and went to take a bath.
Lyrical woke up soon after, leisurely stretching her arms, with a broad smile stuck on her face. She, on the contrary, had a very pleasant dream.
