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Startled, Rena woke up from her nightmare, she was sweating and her heart was pounding.
She kept calling out a name, her voice filled with fear and sadness.
In the dim light of the bedroom, Rena found herself wrapped in a warm and comforting embrace.
“Rena, you had a nightmar: Waylen’s voice was gentle and calm. He carefully held her in his arms, patting her back Like he was soothing a baby.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRena looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, and her Lips trembling.
The details of her dream were vivid in her mind.
“Waylen! I had a dream about Harold,” she said, panic evident in her voice as she clung to his pajamas.
Waylen held her tightly, trying to comfort her. “It’s just a dream, Rena. It’s just a dream.”
Despite his reassurance, Rena couldn’t stop crying.
She felt scared and vulnerable.
Nestling closer to Waylen’s chest, she continued, “Harold was in a car, covered in blood. I tried to reach out to him, but he disappeared.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft and broken. “He gave me a necklace in the dream.”
Guilt washed over Rena.
She wondered if things would have turned out differently if she had accepted the necklace from Harold. Would he still be alive?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey had broken up without regrets, but she never imagined his tragic fate.
Rena poured her heart out to Waylen, sharing her feelings and thoughts.
Waylen held her close and showered her with kisses, trying to provide solace.
As a man, it was hard for him to remain composed when his wife dreamt about her deceased first love. He understood how much Harold’s death haunted her, leading her to mistake a stranger for Aline and often waking up in distress.
Waylen caressed her back and softly suggested, “I’ll take you to visit a soothsayer tomorrow.”
Resting her head on his shoulder, Rena remained silent for a moment, soaking in his warmth and comfort.
Despite clinging to him, she could not fall asleep again.
Outside, the rain started to fall, just like the day Harold died- drizzling and gloomy.
But inside Waylen’s embrace, Rena felt safe and loved.