I look around and I'm in the dungeon. I cannot get these shackles off. I can't see and my face hurts. I cry and yell for help.
"I'm right here, baby. It's a dream."
"Good morning." I feel my face. It's fine. I try to get up.
"Sleep, baby." Collin pulls me back down. "It's too early to get up."
I argue with the dress for a minute, then wiggle out of it. He wraps me in his arms. I shiver and snuggle against his skin.
Next time, I wake up on his back. He's sleeping on his stomach. He dumps me off in the middle of the bed, then pulls me against his chest.
I giggle and he opens an eye.
"Good morning."
"Good morning, baby." He rubs his face. "You do not sleep well on a boat."
"You could have gone to your own room." I get up and jump in the shower. By the time I get out, he's gone.
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