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Not a coincidence

Author: Veetoria
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-08 04:28:40

ADRIK

A soft whimpering pulled me from sleep.

At first, I thought I was imagining it. It sounded like the kind of noise that sneaks into dreams and vanishes. But then I felt a movement beside me. Serafina jerked slightly, her breath catching.

My eyes snapped open.

“Sera?” I rasped, still half-asleep as I reached for her. She thrashed softly beneath the sheets, her forehead creased, lips parted in a silent cry. Her fists were clenched, her legs tangled in the blanket.

“No…” she whispered, barely audible. “Mama, please…”

Fuck.

A nightmare.

I cupped her cheek gently as I tried to rouse her. “Serafina,” I whispered, brushing damp strands of hair from her face. “Zolotse, wake up.”

She gasped awake, bolting upright like she was drowning. Her chest heaved, wild eyes blinking in the darkness. I immediately pulled her into my arms.

“It's okay,” I murmured, kissing her temple. “You're safe. I’ve got you.”

She clung to me, trembling. I didn't rush her. Just held her and let her breathe.
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