Not sure if this was a dream.
Becca Reyes sighed softly.
But—
A gentle calling came from beside her ear.
"Becca Reyes."
"Becca Reyes."
"Becca Reyes…"
So familiar it was frightening.
As if it could trigger the suppressed emotions in her heart.
Suddenly, a tear slid from the corner of her eye.
Warm fingers brushed her skin, leaving a lingering warmth as they wiped away the tear from her cheek.
Those careful movements were exceedingly gentle.
Becca Reyes, in a daze, reached out and grabbed a piece of his damp clothing.
She squinted in confusion.
Her vision gradually became clear.
A handsome and tender face came into view, with its stifling gentleness and a hint of worry and discomfort in his brows.
He bent down, eyes slightly lowered, looking at her tenderly.
Those misty eyes, upon meeting hers, struck deep into her soul.
"Calvin Ramos?"
Becca Reyes wrapped her arms around his waist, burying herself directly in his embrace.
"I'm here," Calvin Ramos said softly.
