C43 Kylian

-Sweetheart...

My mother gently shakes my shoulder, pulling me from my comfortable sleep.

-Kyle is here, I heard him say to myself, but my brain is still too scrambled to analyze everything and fully understand.

-What ? I stammered, rubbing my eyes.

- Kyle. He's in the living room, he's asking to see you...

-Oh...

The memory of the last events come back to me. I sigh as I sit up, stretch