I’m in Guillaume’s arms.
_ “I’m so happy to see you again, I was so scared,” I said, sobbing
_ “Shh,” he said tenderly. “Calm down. I’m here now and no one can separate us anymore.”
Samira appears, covered in blood, an axe in her hand. She raises her weapon and is about to strike us with it. I wake with a start. It was only a dream.
I look around me; the light is blinding. I’m in a hospital room. I take off the oxygen mask and notice the drip needle in my arm. I immediately try to pull it out.
_ NO!, cried a woman’s voice. Don’t remove the drip
It’s a nurse. She approaches me, looks at the machines around me, touches my forehead and smiles warmly.
_ Your fever’s gone now; you gave us a fright. Have you been awake for a while?
I shake my head. I look at my arm and shudder, rememberi
