Elena POV
I didn’t know if it was because I’d been thinking about Ryder so much during the day, but that night, I dreamed of him.
At first, I found myself wandering through a dense forest, shrouded in a thick mist. The atmosphere was eerie but oddly comforting, like the forest was hiding secrets just waiting for me to discover. The fog curled around the trees, making everything look soft and dreamlike. The air was cool, almost chilly, and the only sounds were the distant rustling of leaves and the occasional snap of a twig underfoot. It felt like the forest was alive, breathing around me, pulling me deeper into its depths.
Then I heard faint noises in the distance—muffled sounds that caught my curiosity. Drawn by some invisible force, I followed them, my steps silent on the forest floor
