I look at the clothes. His clothes, I bring the one to my nose sniffing his scent. A smile graces my lips, but that smile turns into a loud cry. A sob erupts and I push my face into the mattress. I weep my heart clenching pushing the pain deeper into my soul. The picture of his blood takes over my mind like a screenshot. His cold hands, his pale lips. His last words to me. I scream and bang my fists into the bed trying to cage my pain. I am okay. "My female." I startle awake to the sound of his voice and quickly scan the room. A sigh leaves my lips. Another dream. Looking towards the window, I notice the sun has set and stars have risen. I must have fallen asleep. I slide my fingers through my hair frustrated. It's the same thing every day. How long must I go through this?