LUCIANA
I wake up, with my body covered in sweat, which is ironic, since I was drowning in my dream. My dream was rare this time. I didn't even have to call Dylan since Dario was there. And he was trying to save me?
As strange as that sounds.
As always Paula is here, ready to calm me down.
Makes me wonder, do I usually summon her with my dreams?
I think about that, but then I look through the window and I realize it's dawn. And that explains her presence.
“That dream again?” She asks and then answers herself, nodding listlessly.
“I thought you were feeling better. You told me the company had started doing better, so what's stressing you out, sweetheart?” She asks.
Paula uses the sugary words mostly when her worries have become extreme. The truth is, I'm not even stressed out.
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