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When I got out of bed, it was very late at night. I was wet and sweaty all over. I was afraid my heart would burst out of my chest because it was beating so fast. This happened at night once before, so I'll remember that Bridget had a bad dream. From the other room, I can feel her fear. I got up and went to see how she was doing. I found her sleeping again in the tub. I really want to pick her up and put her back to bed, but I decided not to. I don't understand why she spends the night in the bathtub. Is this the only place she knows that has protection? I can tell she can't do anything. My mind went back to the time I kissed her and she blanked out. Her body stiffened and her eyes turned purple. I didn't think having a partner would be like this. She can't even feel the bond with her m