My mind went blank for a moment. I sat on the edge of the bed like a statue, the phantom pain in my abdomen still lingering.
"Clara, what are you doing? Why is your forehead covered in sweat?"
My roommate turned around and looked at me, worry in her eyes.
Outside, a faint heatwave drifted by, though May wasn't supposed to be that hot. I reached up only to feel cold sweat covering my forehead. My clothes were completely soaked, making me look as if I had just been dragged out of a river.
"It's nothing, just a nightmare."
My voice was quiet, still shaken by the lingering fear. It wasn't until I drank a glass of cold water that my thoughts slowly began to clear.
The notification showing Ethan had accepted my contact request was still sitting in my status bar. I stared at it for a long t
