• Jada •
Last night, I dreamt that Lyken was kissing me. ‘Ugh!’ If only I can dream like that every night. If only it wasn’t ruined in the end.
I dreamt that I asked him to stay although he’s already engaged. At least for that night and he did. He spent the night with me.
And I was right, it was nothing more than a dream. Because when I woke up, I didn’t see Lyken next to me.
I reached out for the pillow next to me and hugged it. When my nose touched the cover, my breath hitched. ‘Why does this pillow smell like him?’
Nervous, I tried recalling everything that happened. From the bar to my room and everything in between. ‘Holy! Was it Lyken I was dancing with last night?’
If that’s really him, then that means he was the one who brought me home too. He was the one who laid me down on the bed. He was the one who lay next to me. He was the one I kissed.
‘Did that really happen? It can’t be because that’s just downright stupidity!’