Riaya's POV
It started out so simple, like every other dream. But this one was different. This one felt real—too real.
I was standing in the middle of Ridgewood High, the halls bright and empty, the lockers stretching endlessly on either side. I didn’t know how I got there, but it didn’t matter. I felt... light. Like nothing from my real life weighed on me. No Kaya, no Reginas, no schemes. It was just me, moving through the hallways like I owned them.
And then I saw him.
Angel.
He was standing at the end of the hall, leaning casually against one of the lockers, his eyes fixed on me. But this wasn’t the cold, distant Angel I’d grown used to. This was the Angel I remembered—the one from before everything went wrong. He smiled when he saw me, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe.
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