C20 Rose

I curled up to the diamond-tufted headboard, squeezing on my pillow tightly for my

dear life.

“What do you want from me? Please go back from wherever you came from. I'm

sorry.”

An apology could help.

Maybe I could tell him that I was the wrong person he was after, but I don't know if

he was truly after me.

I remember clearly the question he asked me in my dream when he was in a fog

form