The nightmare had left me drenched in a cold sweat, the echoes of Oksana's screams still ringing in my ears as I struggled to separate reality from the horrors of my dreams. With trembling hands, I reached for the lamp on the bedside table, casting a feeble light that barely chased away the shadows that lingered in the corners of my room. "Oksana," I whispered, my voice thick with fear as I fought to shake off the remnants of the nightmare that haunted me.
Beside me, Elijah stirred, his brow furrowing with concern as he awoke to the sound of my distress. "Vittoria, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice heavy with sleep.
I turned to him, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to find the words to describe the terror that still gripped me. "I had a nightmare," I confessed, my voice trem
