Maliha's point of view
I woke with a jolt and sweating like a pig roasting over a fire. It had woke Ry up also cause he asked me what was wrong. I sat there for a few mins trying to get my bearings, getting into my own head. I could see Ry looking at me from the side, waiting to give me a few mins to gather myself. I couldn't get rid of this feeling, what if everyone I care about dies, what if I can't win this war, what if I loose the love of my life?" I try to actually shake the images of my nightmare from my head with no such luck. As I am trying to compose myself, I feel a strong but gentle hand on my shoulder, squeezing slightly in a comforting way.
"Lea, sweetie are you ok, do you want to talk about it?" I look up to him in the eyes and smile. Reaching up to touch his cheek
