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EMILY’S POV.
My eyes searched his, wanting to see if he really was the only one in front of me.
“I’m back.” He said, raising a hand to my cheek, and my tears rolled down rapidly.
“Lucas.” I said out loud, and that was it. That was all it took for it to shatter.
My eyes fluttered open slowly, and a tear rolled from my left eye into my right.
My pillow was wet already with my tears, and I raised my hand to my heart, which seemed alive in a way it had never been ever since Lucas left. A sob broke through my lips, and I began to cry on the bed, feeling the pain wash through my chest in waves.
Why would I have such a dream when I hadn’t had one in months? Why would such a dream torment me? Already, I was having such a hard time coping.
I turned into the bed, and my cries became muff
