Yuna POV
I shook me awake, but the nightmare had already carved itself into my mind. Soon my mother would be officially marked and married to the father of the very men I had dreamt of in a way too dark and twisted to admit.
I shook my head again while showering. I didn't dream of it. It just happened to become part of my nightmare. Instead of getting a restful night, I ended up waking and falling back asleep multiple times.
I wanted to wake up feeling refreshed, but instead I woke with overwhelming guilt. It felt like, subconsciously, I must have thought the brothers were very attractive.
But then there was Norman. He was handsome, extremely handsome, but I hated him with every inch of my being.
There was no way I would dream of him like that. After slipping into the brown tracksuit
