Dylan
Not even in my dreams was I getting what I wanted. I knew that I was sleeping right now. I remembered everything. Recalled every single word that Lecia had spoken through the tears and the tremble in her voice.
There was no way that I would forget a single one of those words. As she spoke to them every single one carved a scar on my heart and chiseled itself on my bones. They were like blades that tore at the very center of me.
And as bad as it hurt, I wouldn't want it any other way. These words were possibly the very last things that Eren may have thought or spoke and I, I, I just couldn't deal even in this dream like place.
When Tristan had held me there on that bed and he called the doctor over, I wanted him to not just put me to sleep, but to put me out of the misery that I was feeling. If sleep was all that he could give me, well I had no choice but to accept it.
