Just as Devon warned me the night before, Katie was knocking on the door at five in the morning, telling us it was time to get up. Devon chuckled and rolled over in bed, pulling the covers over his head. I groaned and snuggled up to him, tired from an exhausting night.
The dreams kept coming back. Devon and I were in the garden playing. Sleepovers here at the mansion, Laramie and I dressed in the same dresses for special events. After the third one, I couldn’t go back to sleep.
Luckily, Katie had set a small collection of books in here for anyone to read. I started a sci-fi story and got five chapters in before exhaustion took over. With my body ready for bed, I set the book down and crawled back into bed with Devon, hoping the memories would not come back in my dreams.
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