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TWENTY-ONE
The morning sunlight was what greeted her that next morning when she woke up. Somehow, her dream didn't wake her up in the middle of the night anymore. It was the same dream and somehow, she got used to it. Just like how the text message didn't bother her again after several days. It's been a week since Trevor showed himself to them. She told Gail about it and of course, as what Gail is accustomed to doing: she ranted all night about it. She told her about the breakup. But she didn't tell her the reason why they broke up. And Gail figured it was hard for her to talk about because she didn't ask questions about it. She's thankful. But something tells her she has to tell Gail. She's her friend. She trusts her enough. And she wants to tell her about it. But every time she tries to, cour
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