"You've dreamt of him again, don't you?"
My mouth opened to answer her question, but nothing came out of it. It was just a hang, and I know she already knows the answer.
"That's alright, just---"
"I feel like it was real."
"You need to stop connecting your dreams to reality, I told you. You're starting to make what's inside your head appear here. That's dangerous."
"I will never be able to feel that all over again, won't I?"
"What's important is here, Victorina."
As she disappeared, I heard a knock on the door, as it was opened. Our helper appeared.
"Hmm, I thought you were with someone, Victorina." The helper glanced at the mirror in front of me.
I didn't reply to her but instead shook my head. As she left, I locked the door and crumbled on the corner of the shower.
What's important is here, Victorina.
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But how could I stopped him from entering my dreams?
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