Selena jerked up from the bed, breathing
heavily. “IK” she muttered into the empty
room. Sweat covered her forehead, slipping
down her face as she blinked continuously.
She never dreamt during the day, this would
be the first. She almost never dreamt to start
with. “No, IK” she muttered as tears
sprung to her eyes. No. She wasn’t going to
cry because her brother was surely not
dying.
Selena climbed down from the bed, her
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