Vanessa is stuck in her mind, her dreams messing with real life and she can't seem to get them out of her head. She is on edge, her body trying to protect her, and the more she loses sleep, the more the nightmares are able to take over her.
Talon is...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
When Vanessa finally stirred from the bed, the smell of mango wafted through the air. A small smile formed on her face as she remembered her conversation with Talon on one of their many dates over the last two weeks. "Mango candles are my favorite." Vanessa had told him, daydreaming about what her future home would smell like when she was finally secure enough to buy a house. Talon had listened intently to every detail, wondering and dreaming with her.
Vanessa looked around the room. The stack of coffee books on the side table and the watch sprawled across the surface told her she wasn't home. Vanessa had once again fallen asleep at Talon's. This was growing more and more normal for the pair, and Vanessa was even getting used to waking up in a room she didn't recognize.
Vanessa took a breath, feeling refreshed from a good night's rest. She couldn't remember the last time she had slept that well. The dreams didn't fill her night with terrors, pulling her into uncomfortable situations. Instead, it was peaceful, and her mind stayed dark. Vanessa was eager that things were getting better. She pulled out her phone, which she noticed Talon had plugged in for her when he got up for work that morning. She went to her calendar and marked the day with a fluffy cloud emoji.
"Wow, one day this entire week without a nightmare." Vanessa muttered to herself, noting the days filled with storm cloud emojis. Some doubled up when she really couldn't sleep.
