I Married My EX
She shared the moments when the nightmare seemed to transcend the boundaries of sleep, seeping into the recesses of her waking thoughts.
"I woke up in a cold sweat, Drew. The weight of the dream lingered, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that it held some kind of truth, a truth I'm not sure I want to face."
Drew tightened his embrace, his silent solidarity a testament to the unspoken bond that tied them together. "Jette, dreams can be powerful, but they are not prophecies. They're echoes of our thoughts and emotions. Maybe this dream is a reflection of something within you that needs attention. Let's navigate it together, piece by piece."