Raquel woke up suddenly, her face pale and wet from sweat. She looked down at her clothes and realized they too were damp, as well as the bed sheets underneath her. The heavy door closing had disturbed her slumber, and the sound of the lock coming into place calmed her nerves. It had to be Jason. Although she couldn't remember them, she knew her dreams consisted of nightmares that had only left her when she entered the waking world.
Sliding off the side of the bed and landing with a light thud on the carpeted floor, she walked out to the main room where Jason was setting down a large to-go silver tray. Homemade lasagna along with fresh baked garlic bread was set on the table. He gave her a soft smile as he also set down some silverware and a porcelain plate in front of a chair. A brown ba
