#Chapter128
'Without a thought, I placed my palm in his.'
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I gasped and clutched my sweaty throat as I woke up from the scary nightmare. Even while sleeping, I was aware that I was physically thrashing my arms around because the nightmare seemed so real and close to what I had suffered last week.
I frantically moved my eyes around, relieved that I was in my own room and not back in that scary alley with those scary men.
My duvet was a tangled mess around my body and my sheets were sweaty. I was breathing hard, aware of my hair sticking to my face and the back of my neck, which only made me feel hotter.
The event in the alley had happened on last Saturday and since then, I had worked out with Ethan every day. As it was Sunday today, Ethan had let me have some rest, which proved to be counterproductive because my body had been fully relaxed to conjure up nightmares.