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The next day, Mia woke up next to Sage. His eyes flickered as he continued to sleep. He looked so peaceful, his hair a mess while he lay flat on his stomach, breathing heavily in his sleep. She lay there for a while taking him all in. She noticed his lips move softly as he talked a bit in his dreams. His voice was too low for her to hear what he was saying but she watched as he dreamed. Mia knew he was sleeping better. He hadn't been screaming in his sleep as he had before and a part of her thought it was because of her being there with him although she didn't want to get her hopes up. She knew at some point he'd probably still need help with what he had been through and although they hadn't spoken about therapy again, she couldn't help but think that he would still need it eventually.
