She wakes up.
She immediately rises from her bed. Amara can still feel her heart beating rapidly and breath getting faster. Her eyes filled with tears.
This feeling. She can feel this strange feeling in her heart. The feeling of wanting to cry. Tears start falling from her eyes.
She raises her hands to wipe her tears. She starts hiccupping uncontrollably as she continues crying.
*Why?*, She thinks. " why… hic…why do I have to choo… hic…choose? Isn't there…hic…a way without choosing? Why ca…hic…can't I pick both?", she questions herself.
She wants to stop but she can't stop crying nor blaming herself for being a slow coward.
After a while, she tries to calm herself. " It was a dream. Gladly, it was just a dream", she says calming herself.
She lies down on the pillow. She pulls out one of the two pillows from underneath her head and hugs it tightly. She closes her eyes and tries to fall asleep but when she realizes that she can't. She starts thinking.
She tries to understand her dream and soon realizes that, her fears don't plan on leaving her any time soon.
She gets up and looks around. She can feel herself spacing out but soon snaps out of it.
Amara turns her face towards the window in her bedroom. She can see outside. It seems like it's night.
It's still raining and it's dark outside. She checks her mobile to see the time but to her surprise the time is same. Only the date and day have changed.