How Does 'My Dreams His Reality' End?

I just finished 'My Dreams His Reality' last night, and let me tell you, the ending hit me like a freight train of emotions. The story wraps up with this intense confrontation between the two leads, where the boundaries between dreams and reality finally shatter. The protagonist, who’s been living a double life—one in her dreams and one in the waking world—discovers that the man she’s been dreaming about is actually a real person, trapped in a coma. Their connection wasn’t just some fantasy; it was a psychic link forged by his subconscious reaching out to her. The final chapters are a rollercoaster of desperation and hope as she races against time to find his physical body before it’s too late.

The climax is pure heartache. She locates him in a hospital, barely clinging to life, and realizes the only way to save him is to enter his dream one last time and convince him to wake up. The scene where she fights through his crumbling dreamscape, dodging nightmarish manifestations of his fear and guilt, is visually stunning in the novel’s descriptions. When she finally reaches him, there’s this raw, tearful moment where she confesses that she’d rather lose the dream version of him forever than let the real him die. And then—silence. The book cuts to her waking up in her own bed, thinking it failed… until she gets a call from the hospital. He’s awake. The last page is their first meeting in reality, where he whispers her name like he’s known her all along. It’s bittersweet because their dream world is gone, but what they build next feels even more precious.

What I love about the ending is how it doesn’t tie everything up neatly. There’s lingering mystery—how did their minds connect? Was it science or something supernatural? The author leaves just enough ambiguity to keep you theorizing. Also, the way it handles sacrifice hit hard. She gives up this beautiful, idealized version of their relationship for something real and uncertain, which mirrors the book’s theme: love isn’t about perfect fantasies. It’s about choosing someone, flaws and all, in the messy daylight of reality. The ending lingers with you, like the echo of a dream you can’t quite forget.