GASP!
Cosette panted for air as she sprung up after waking from a long dream. She clutched her chest tightly and touched her face when she felt tears staining it.
She had a dream like she always had. Usually, Cosette would wake up feeling groggy and confused every time she woke up from her dreams. However, she would usually forget what it was about and go on with her day. She almost got used to it that Cosette put little thought into them.
But now... she could remember some details in her dream last night. They were so clear to her that she was in disbelief. She could remember rolling under the sheet with the older Maxen, kissing and smiling, acting like lovers despite not having a clearer label.
The feeling she felt in those dreams, how her heart fluttered at his low chuckles; how her body burned with his touches, and how she felt within his embrace. Cosette could feel the guilty pleasure in them, and this pain in her heart.
