Helena groaned and woke up when she felt the bed was empty next to her. She looked around and it was still dark and Leon wasn’t in bed. She still felt warm, she had to wipe the sweat on her forehead and chest.
She noticed that the bathroom door lights were on. She sat up and felt her heat making her breath hitch.
“Leon…” she whispered.
She took a deep breath and she gasped when she heard a glass break. She stood up immediately and rushed to the bathroom. She pushed the door open and she saw Leon looking at his reflection with bloody hands and a broken mirror.
“Leon?” Helena whispered.
Leon's eyes darted towards her, “I was having a nightmare. I always get nightmares. Same f*****g nightmares. Over and over again. It felt so real… So real, like… It’s calling me every time
