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Sara Yesterday was a lot to take in. I barely had time to process any of it. I fell asleep after Leander told me a few things that better helped me understand. I couldn’t keep my eyes open as much as I tried. When I woke up this morning, Leander was gone. I remember him climbing into bed with me and wrapping me up in his arms. I remember his chest pressed against my back and how I couldn’t force myself to mind. I slept peacefully, my previous nightmare forgotten. Well, I didn’t forget exactly, but I didn’t dwell on it as I usually would. The nightmare I had is the same one I have had for years. I didn’t understand it at all, and I still struggle with it, if I’m honest. It’s always the same thing I see: a faceless woman leading me out of the woods. Her arm around my waist as she lifts