DANTE’S POV
I woke up the next day feeling a bit better than the previous night. My mind wandered back to what had happened yesterday, and that dream I had. I remembered what happened in the dream. In the dream, I was apologizing to Eva for using her and told her that her father was the cause of the issue. It felt like a cruel joke, a dream that could never be reality. Something I’d definitely not do.
I sighed as I sat up, rubbing my temples. The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. The events of yesterday still felt surreal, and although I vividly remember Eva taking care of me, her presence in my room and her care for me seemed like a distant memory. For a moment, it felt peaceful, but it was something I couldn’t rely on to happen again. I knew bet
