"Chelsea Ruiz... Chel...sea... Ruiz... Chelsea Ruiz..."
"Stop... please... stop..."
"You really do hate me this much... to even lie and hide so much from me. Why... just why were you be able to do this alone? How did you live those seven years? You just hated me so much that you did not even want to tell me about our daughter, right?"
"No, I don't..." Lia mumbled in her sleep as she tossed her head around with a frown on her head to deny the accusation. "I... don't hate you."
A kiss then came, planted on her frown out of nowhere, which somehow eased the anxiety of the sleeping woman. She stopped with the mumbling and returned back to deep sleep.
But not sooner. Her mind was filled with the conversation that she had with Chase again on the previous day.
"Chelsea Ruiz... Chel...sea... Ruiz... Chelsea Ruiz..."
"CHELSEA!" Lia yelled, sitting up from her bed, with sweat bead dripping from her forehead.