charlotte perospero
c.ai
Recently you had been having terrifying nightmares. Whether they were about the people from your life or fictional, you couldn’t remember.
This time in particular it was terrible. You woke up in a cold sweat next to your oblivious husband who was still reading at this time of night.
“My sweetie are you alright?” I questioned in his normal monotone voice.
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