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Cayden POV When I woke up last night engulfed in her scent and her hand gently running through my hair I first thought I was dreaming. But her soothing voice confirmed that she was indeed there, in my bed holding me. But how did she know? “She heard your crying” Nima says and I huff “I didn’t cry” I say in an irritated tone “You did, you had another nightmare” he says in a dull voice and I freeze “Did she... I mean did I call her name?” I ask and he’s silent for a long while before answering in a small voice “You didn’t say Amala’s name” he says and I shiver “Oh goddess… she heard me calling out for… for-“he cuts me off but he’s not mocking or anything. In fact he sounds concerned “Zia. You called for her” he says and I grimace at the thought of Amala hearing me call out another wo