Chapter Eleven

It’s Thursday. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock in the bedside table. My eyes are still close as I turn it off grumpily. I yawned. It is just six-thirty in the morning. I’m still feeling lazy to get up from bed because I still want to sleep and pursue my broken dream.

 As I stare in nowhere, I could clearly remember my dream last night. I couldn’t believe it but my dream was so vivid that it also led me to question myself if it was really a dream.

In my dream, Professor Fortez and I were cuddling together under the covers. We were both on the same bed, I was in between his arms, his hand was gently brushing my hair and my face was resting on his chest. I was also hugging him tightly, feeling his soothing warmth and my joyous smile was visible in my face. We looked like a married couple. I was about to confirm it by looking at my right hand when I was interrupted by the noisy sound of my alarm. I groaned inwardly.

Annoyed I got up and went