Chapter 5
In my sleep, I felt someone moving my clothes.
I instinctively raised my hand to stop them.
But I had no strength.
My upper body clothing was removed.
I was angry.
“Don’t touch my clothes.”
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Perhaps because the person’s movements were gentle, I wasn’t that scared.
I murmured, “Help me put them back on. I’ll catch cold in a bit, and my wounds will start hurting again.”
“Some of these cuts have healed several times but never
completely.”
I felt a drop of warm liquid fall on my chest.
I actually dreamed of Upton, whom I hadn’t dreamed about for many Christmases.
And he was crying.
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In this dark dream, I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things wrong.
I wanted to chase after him to see more clearly, but dawn had already broken.
