As I recovered my breath, I rose and sat. When I turned my head, I noticed Ava’s frightened expression. They turned the light on, and the room was no longer dark. I rubbed my moist forehead and wiped it wet.
“Are you alright? You will not wake up, no matter how hard I try to wake you up. Did you have a bad dream?” Her gentle words soothed my racing heart.
I was even more relieved by the realization that it was just a dream. Maybe I was just too tired because of the number of things that had happened. But my dream looked so real and scary. When I looked at the clock, I saw it was just dawn. I wondered why Ava was here. She might get sick or have an accident going there.
“Why are you here? It’s dangerous to stay awake when you’re pregnant.” I smiled at her. Even the word pregnant was a
