29. An insecure future and an uncertain past

Kemy

“What is it, Henry?” I asked again.My stomach was churning and my blood was cold with dread.

“They told me that if we don’t heal Ember soon, you will… we won’t be able to wake you up. If she dies, you will be lost forever in your dreams, Kemy. But we won’t let it happen,” he reassured me, cupping my face gently.

My breath trembled and I sobbed, trying to swallow the lump that had just formed in my throat. My poor Ember.

She couldn’t die. I couldn’t lose her. I couldn’t stay here caged forever in this soon-to-be nightmare completely alone. If I wouldn’t wake up anytime soon, I wouldn't want Henry to come, to have his heart broken and a life that was no reality, only an eternal suffocating dream.

I couldn’t do it to him, he wanted a Luna, someone to rule alongside him, to live with him, and this dream-limbo was no life. I couldn’t drag him to my cursed life. I tried to push him away and sit up, but he only pulled me closer to his chest. After a few seconds, I snuggled up and