Kate was tossing and turning in her sleep. She frowned as her body was covered in sweat, and not even the cold winter was enough to make her feel at ease right now.
She was still asleep, but it didn't take long for her to gasp and open her eyes.
Kate stared at the tall ceiling of her bedroom, focusing on the chandelier before muttering, "Mom…"
"Hrhmm… grhh… hrm…" Henry grunted as he was woken up by his wife's gasp. He hadn't had any good sleep for at least a week now, because this recurrent activity happened every single night. He squinted towards Kate and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, "Is it another nightmare, honey?" He asked while half asleep.
"Yes, it's the same dream…" Kate murmured. She glanced at her husband and gently caressed his hair, "I'm sorry I keep waking you up, husband. I don't know why I keep dreaming about her."
"Hrm… it's… okay…" Henry mumbled and soon fell asleep again.
