"Nicholas!" Serina was jolted awake from her dream and she found herself reaching for something non-existent - nothing but air. There were tears in her eyes but she couldn't remember what her dream was all about.
She went to her class absentmindedly and even made several mistakes. In the end, she was excused and was sent to the infirmary because she looked pale and weak.
"Nicholas." She muttered his name once again while staring at the white ceiling of the school clinic. "Why am I feeling like this?"
'Like what Rina?' Brittislava asked deep in her mind.
'Today, I woke up feeling a little stuffy. I dreamed of Nicholas last night. I don't remember what it was but now, I felt sad to be away from him. I want to see him. I want to touch him. This isn't normal.'
'It's fine. Your first academic year will end soon. You can see him again.'
'I know. I'm looking forward to see him, too.'
