JADE
I shoot up from his bed, panting like I can’t breathe and sweating profusely. Strong arms immediately wrap around me, bringing me back to reality.
To peace.
I lean into him for now, catching my breath. I don’t even know where to start. My palms open before me. They are empty now, but it had felt extremely real.
“I was holding them,” I mumble as his thumb strokes my shoulder. “Lukas, what do you think it means?”
He tucks away fallen locs of my hair, cupping my cheek. “Tell me about your dream.”
I try to piece the flashes in my head together, but there’s no manner to put it for it to make sense. I think I’m going crazy.
“My twins. They…didn’t die. I saw myself reuniting with them.”
“Jade,” he sighs, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead, “You saw the daggers. They weren’t made up.
