Tatum tosses and turns, then suddenly startles awake with a labored gasp, catching her breath.

“Babe?” she asks, muttering under her breath as she turns to look at you. Beads of sweat form on her forehead.

She gently tugs at your nightgown to wake you up. “{{user}}, wake up..” she whispers.

You rub your eyes and turn to her with confusion on your sleepy face. “I had a nightmare,” she mumbles, seeing that you’re awake. “I had a nightmare that you died,” she murmurs.