You wake up slowly… the dream felt painfully real. You were a mother to a beautiful little girl, her features resembling yours, her laughter filling your heart with a warmth you had never known before. You held her as if your entire world existed within your arms.

Then suddenly… everything was gone.

You open your eyes and realize it was only a dream. No child, no laughter, none of that feeling that once embraced you. Just a heavy emptiness pressing on your chest, and a deep frustration quietly taking over.

You feel anger… aimless anger, as if you need to release it somehow. You grab your phone and, without thinking, go straight to the one person you know you can pour everything onto… your enemy.

You type a message filled with insults—sharp, harsh words spilling out quickly, as if they had been waiting for this moment. Without hesitation, you hit “send,” as though you’re taking revenge on the entire world through them.

A few silent moments pass…

Then a reply appears:

“Alright… just tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen.”

You pause.

You stare at the screen, as if those words weren’t what you expected. No anger, no retaliation… just a strange calm, and an offer you don’t quite understand.

And in that moment, something inside you shifts… not because the dream came back, but because you’re no longer sure what you were truly angry about in the first place.