I struggled to comprehend what Alex was saying. It felt like I had been in a deep slumber for an extended period when, in reality, it had only been a minute or so. The disorientation was unsettling.
Alex, seemingly perplexed, commented, “I thought you fell asleep, Olivia. I found it rather odd, to be honest.” He continued to speak, his curiosity getting the better of him, “Since you believed you were asleep, was there something that agitated you to this extent?”
I maintained my gaze on him, pondering his question. There was indeed something that had been bothering me. It was definitely something keeping me on edge.
Damn, why did I have to dream a dream like that? It was nothing short of disconcerting.
The fact that I had dreamt about Alex before I even met him hinted at the significanc
