Tricia woke up abruptly gasping. She sat up quickly, bumping her head on the headboard. She fumbled for the lamp and clicked it on, the sudden light making me squint. She was breathing hard, like she'd been running."Oh, thank God, it was a dream," she whispered, her voice shaky. "Thank goodness it was just a dream. It felt so real, like I was actually living it." She sighed, running a hand through her messy hair. "I really messed up last night, didn't I? What time is it?" She scrambled for her phone on the nightstand, grabbing it quickly. "Oh my! It's 7:00 AM already? Shoot!" Tricia threw the covers off and swung her legs over the side of the bed.She slipped her feet into her flip-flops and headed for the bathroom. I After splashing water on her face, Tricia came out of the bathroom, drying her face with a towel. She still looked pale."Ugh, damn it!" she muttered. "I'm so scared to leave this room. What if Donald's going to kill me for what I said last night? Ugh! Come on, Tricia,
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