Thomas Shannon gently pinched her chin with one hand. "Had a nightmare, did you?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Sophie slowly came back to her senses. She blinked, clearing the confusion in her eyes.
Her gaze focused, finally settling on his face.
Sophie nodded, her voice as faint as a thread. "...Yes."
That single word alone seemed to drain all the strength from her body.
Tired.
A profound exhaustion permeated her entire body.
A nightmare, another nightmare.
Sophie could no longer remember how many times she had been plagued by nightmares, only to awaken from them.
The terror from the nightmare still clung to her, making her heart palpitate even now that she was awake.
She couldn't recall any details of the dream—what it contained, or what had happened—only that the fear had surged from the very depths of her heart.
An overwhelming despair consumed her, along with an unbearable pain.
