Anaya
The world went dark.
At some point, I felt myself moving. No, being moved, well, either way, I really didn’t care. I just wanted to sleep, but I couldn’t. I felt a sense of being watched. When I peeked, I saw Enzo, and he was looking at me, his tattooed hand reaching out to push away the strand of hair that was caught in my mouth.
What a dream, I groaned, then turned around to face the opposite direction.
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