Eliza woke up from the nightmare, her cold sweat soaking the pillow.
She looked up and saw that it was already the next morning.
The sun outside the window was very bright.
She wiped her sweat, let out a sigh of relief, and lay back on the bed.
She didn't know why she had such a dream.
It was clear that something similar had never happened to her before.
Everything in her dream was real, as if she had really experienced it.
Moreover, the fire was so big. If it was real, she must have been burned to death.
Taking a deep breath, she told herself that yesterday's movie must have made her brain chaotic, so she had such an inexplicable dream.
Eliza closed her eyes. Before she became sober, her phone rang.
It was from her biological father, Luca.
"You've run out of money again?"
Eliza closed her eyes and said lazily, "Dad, don't drink like this every day."
