บท 112: Strange Happenings (2)

I gasped so aggressively I sprang up and looked around, wide-eyed, disorientated. The fire crackled in the fireplace, the embers glowing dully.

"Ida?" Theo's soft voice called to me from under the bedsheets. "Did you have another nightmare?"

I turn my head to look at him without truly seeing him. Was this real? It felt real. But my dream it was so vivid. Goosebumps crawled down my skin. Theo sat up, his arms wrapping around my waist and kissed my shoulder. "You're cold," he whispers. "It's okay. It was just a dream."

My shoulders remain tense. My senses told me something wasn't right.

Theo stroked my shoulders and tugged me back down and into his hold. His warmth envelops me, I can feel it on my skin but inside a chill clings to me. "Did you want to talk about it?" He asks in a soft voice.