C49 Chapter 49

I woke up abruptly in a cold sweat. A rude awakening compared to Cristo’s warmth I’d felt just seconds ago. The dream…it had felt so real. I thought he was back.

Maybe I was wishing too hard.

Why couldn’t I just shoot him a message? Call him. Ask how he was doing. Why did my ego get in the way of the simplest things?

I was ruining us.

Looking at the faintly lit window