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It’s late, so I don’t reach out to Marcus anymore. I simply let him know that I’m back from the lesson and that I’m headed to bed. He responds immediately, wishing me sweet dreams. As he sends another text, I can’t help but smile. No worries, if you’ll be dreaming of me, they’ll be the sweetest, he lets me know. I shake my head at his words, forgetting that I was wrapped up in a whole lot of confusion just mere minutes ago. I can’t find an argument against that. Good night, I text back, then put my phone away and head to the bathroom. But the moment I get to bed, I feel wide awake. I caress Beelzebub’s smooth fur absentmindedly, my head filled with everything that happened today. I try to make myself fall asleep, tossing and turning gently, so I don’t disturb my cat. However, she soon h