Olivia's eyes snapped open, her body jolting upright as if pulled from a deep slumber. Beads of sweat cling to her forehead as her racing heart thumps against her chest.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she recalled the vivid nightmare that had plagued her sleep.
It was a vision of Azriel, clutching his chest in agony before plunging into the depths of a turbulent river.
Overwhelmed by the weight of her emotions, Olivia's cries filled the silence of the room. She struggled to steady her breath, the remnants of the nightmare clinging to her consciousness. The dream felt so real, as if the spirits of the past are trying to communicate with her.
