Chapter 91

Daisy

The dream I'm having is the best one I've ever had. It's so good I wish it were reality, but I know it's a dream because I'm watching myself in it. Me and Jasper are older and we have a child. I'm holding her in my arms, as Jasper leans over the both of us. "Tessa Mae's asleep." His low voice rises between us. "You should try and get some while she does. That's what everyone's been telling me."

Dream me, sighs. "I know you're telling the truth, but I would prefer to spend a little time with you."

He stands, walking over to the crib, putting what I'm assuming to be our daughter inside. "I wanna spend time with you, too."

I reach for him, but he starts fading. "Jasper," I cry. "Where are you going?" Our daughter and him disappear as darkness encompasses my gaze, and then I'm jerked forward by a bright light. 

"Daisy, can you hear me?" This is a voice I don't recognize. Someone I don't know. "If you can hear me, open your eyes."