She shook her head vigorously and screamed, " Miguel stop ! "
she opened her eyes and found herself on her bed breathing heavily and trembling. She looked around in confusion and realized that it wasn't real. It wasn't real, he wasn't real. She breathed in and out to calm down.
"Why am I suddenly having that dream again?" She mumbled to herself.
She stretched her hand to the nightstand, grabbed her phone, turned it on and contemplated on who to call.
' Should I call Lola Or Marco ? ' she thought.
She turned her phone of and mumbled, "they don't need to know."
' It's not like he is here, it was just a dream, ' she thought as she stared at the morning sun shining through her window.
She got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom.
***
At noon...
