ROSALITH
I didn't know when I slept by Vladimir's side. However, my eyes fell open when I heard an incoherent sound coming from him. I get up and look at Vladimir. He was sweating profusely and a bead of sweat coated his forehead.
“Vladimir,” I called his name but there was actually no reply from him. His eyes were shut but he was actually mumbling something under his breath.
I moved closer to him and placed my ear close to his head to at least catch something. I have never witnessed Vladimir acting like this in his sleep and this is my first time watching him sleep.
“Don't….don't…don't.” That was the only word I heard clearly.
Who is he talking to in his dream? “Vladimir," I called and this time, he fluttered his eyes open. He rose up and got down from the bed. He rolled down the sle
