Liz sat up abruptly, her heart racing as she struggled with the lingering fragments of her nightmare.
Why would Gabriel betray her like that?!!!
She pressed her hands against her temples, struggling to catch her breath as the weight of the memory crashed over her like a tidal wave.
As Liz grappled with the shock of Gabriel's betrayal in her nightmare, a chilling realization dawned upon her: what if it wasn't just a dream?
Liz cautiously examined her abdomen, relieved to find no evidence of injury. Turning her attention to Gabriel, who lay peacefully beside her, his toned torso partially covered by a blanket, she couldn't help but notice his rhythmic breathing.
Her mind still haunted by the nightmare, which repeatedly forced her to question the reality surrounding someone named Freya...
Yes, in that recent dream, she had assumed the identity of Freya.
She was Freya.
