'But this so-called dream is far too bizarre, too real.'
As she was pondering this, a knock came from the door, and Rose Sanders's voice called from the other side. "Yara, are you awake? It's time to head to the event."
"I'll be right there," she answered, climbing out of bed. 'But whether that was a dream or reality, I have to be more on guard from now on.'
Once they left the hotel and got into the car, Rose Sanders noticed that Yara Quillan didn't seem to be in a good mood. She couldn't help but ask with concern, "Yara, what's wrong? Are you tired?"
Yara Quillan shook her head. Not wanting to worry Rose Sanders, she didn't mention what had happened the previous night. "Maybe it's just because I got up early and haven't eaten anything."
