I dreamt that I was on a plane, and the aircraft was shaking hard. I tried to reach for something to hold on to, but someone grabbed my hand and called my name.
"Maria, Maria, baby, wake up." I heard Marcus called my name and shook me again. I opened my eyes with a start and looked at Marcus.
"What? What happened?" I sat up and stared at him in panic.
"You had a bad dream, I tried waking you up, but you kept on kicking me," he answered and tucked my hair in my ear.
"What was it about, baby?" He asked me.
"I don't know, I can't remember. All I remembered was I was on an airplane, and it was shaking." I told him, panting.
"It was just a dream, Maria. Go back to sleep. I'll watch over you until you fall asleep." He said and kissed my forehead. I was about to drift off to sleep when I n
