I knew I was dreaming, but it felt so real. The wind kissed my face and whisked my hair around my cheeks. I smiled up at Elio as he wrapped a warm arm around my waist and pulled me into him.
“I love you.” He kissed my temple, letting his lips linger there, sealing his words. “Come. I have something to show you.”
When I turned, I saw my mama with her gun pointed at me.
“What have you done?” she shouted, then she pulled the trigger and sent a bullet through Elio’s chest.
I woke with a jerk, grabbing my chest as my heart left bruises on my ribcage.
“What were you dreaming about?” Elio’s voice found me, and I squinted to find him in the dark. He leaned forward, and the moonlight outed his position.
“You scared me.” I ran my hand through my hair with a huff. “I was just reliving my mother
