Gabe jolted awake, his body drenched in cold sweat, his mind still haunted in the grip of a familiar nightmare. Just as he was about to let loose a few curses, he stilled. Was that a knock on the door? He listened intently, and there was a small knock on the door again. He glanced at the watch. It was barely morning. Who could it be at this hour?
With a grimace, he grabbed a napkin and dabbed his face as he opened the door and was surprised to see the person standing there. "Autumn."
***
Autumn stood at the door and prayed that it wouldn't open. She knew that she needed to talk to him but was at a loss. She clutched the napkin in her hand and knocked even more slowly. He would be asleep at this moment and not listen, right? But she would say that she had tried to talk to him...
