Rodrigo's POV
It was natural that I would fall asleep; that was the only thing that could keep me from thinking about her. At least, that's what I thought before it took me away. I found out, much to my dismay, that she haunted me in my sleep also. Only then it was much more scary, like a nightmare. All the things that I had done to her, the mean words that I had said to her, the way I had acted and kept on sending her away from me, kept on replaying in my mind, judging me for my sins.
"Surely I wasn't that terrible," I defended myself, trying to make sense of the scenes that kept on tormenting me. It was as if I was finally beginning to see through my actions, see them through her eyes.
"I have to get her back," I said, waking from the sleep to realize it was all a dream. I looked at t
