A Sweet December to Remember (5)

'Ivan!'

'I love you Ivan!'

'Do you also share my love, Ivan?'

'You know Ivan, you...are the only who has always been on my side.'

'Thank you for loving me, Ivan!'

Axel jolted awake from the familiar blurry dream. His chest heaved with sharp quiet gasp escaping from him.

'I'm getting something.' He blinked his eyes to the ceiling of his apartment as he tried to make another sense of his dreams.

On the day he met Ayana at the former young miss Easmond's birthday banquet, he has been getting strange dreams with a voice that seemed to be calling out to him.

Even if it was a different name he heard all the time, Axel just had a nagging feeling that the name seemed to referring to him, which was strange. He had no second name or third name that was Ivan.

His family doctor couldn't prove what was wrong with him, so Axel had been living years with dreams of blurry images and a voice calling out the name 'Ivan.'