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*** Bridget P.O.V *** When I woke up, I felt breathless so I touched my face and checked the room to make sure I’m alone. I took in deep breaths. I hate these stupid nightmares that just won't stop. Just once I’d like to sleep peacefully at night. I took my pillow and blanket and then headed to the bathroom. *** William P.O.V *** That fear made me get out of bed again like the previous night. I lay there trying to breathe knowing it was Bridget's dream again. I hate that she has these nightmares every night. I can't think about the pain she has been through. I get up to check on her. When I opened the door, the bedroom was empty. I opened the door leading to the bathroom and found her asleep in the tub. I sighed and left the room. I went to the kitchen and took a cup full of water