Dream Come True

If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up anymore. I waited too long for this reunion to happen. And now I couldn't believe all I ever prayed for and all I ever wanted was actually taking place.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my beautiful child leaning on my chest, my arms protectively wrapped around her so that no one could take her away from me again.

Claire watched us with a glint of tears in her eyes and a smile stretched on her lips.

Tears clouded my vision. I swallowed hard to suppress them. I cried a drum a while ago. If I continue to tear up, I will probably lose tons of fluid in my body.

My arms tightened around Vien. It felt so good to hold her in my arms. It felt so great to feel her heart beating—a proof that she was alive.

I don't want to ever let go of her. I fear she would dissolve into nothingness if I set her free.