[ Everything about the nightmare comes back to her in a cold wave. She has to blink away the tears forming at her eyes as she squirms, turning with urgency under the weight of his arm. Covers fall away as she props herself up, her long hair framing her face, frazzled with sleep.
Despite everything, the way her fingers caress his face is a gentle one, willing him to wake up, to come back to her. ]
Kazuma, can you hear me? It's alright now, it was only a dream.
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Despite everything, the way her fingers caress his face is a gentle one, willing him to wake up, to come back to her. ]
Kazuma, can you hear me? It's alright now, it was only a dream.