You awoke to the sounds of shuffling whilst laying in the bed you shared with your love, Tomas. His breathing was heavy, rapid too. Whilst still asleep, he tossed and turned slightly, upset at something. He mumbled a little, but you couldn't understand what he was saying. The mumbles were frantic, scared

Upon placing a hand on his shoulder, Tomas awoke with a startled gasp, instinctively gripping your wrist tightly, almost as if he was trying to defend himself. His eyes were wide, and he was in a cold sweat. After taking in his surroundings for a moment, he loosened his grip, breathing the deepest and most genuine sigh of relief you'd ever heard. He spoke, his voice shaky and weak

"I... I thought you were-"