The following day,
The couple woke up to a bright new day.
Irene went to the bathroom first and Brent next.
When Brent came out of the bathroom, he found Irene on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a glum expression on her face.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" he asked as he returned to bed.
Irene locked her gaze on him. "I'm troubled by my dream from last night, and I have a bad feeling I'm going to die tonight during the ritual process," she expressed concern.
Brent took a deep breath. "Sweetie, it's just a dream. Please don't let it bother you," he reassured her, caressing her arms.
Irene sighs and shakes her head. "I don't know... the dream felt so real..." she lamented.
Brent cradled Irene in a warm embrace. "All right, if you're afraid you'll die tonight, let's just cancel the Soul Switch," he suggested.
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