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“Nothing,” she whispered, grasping his ar hi inside

“Did you have another bad dreaainst the skin on her neck

She nodded

“Aeetie, you’re safe with me,” he whispered “Besides, we aren’t in the tent”

“I know,” she mumbled “It was just a dream A silly dream”

“Want to tell me about it?”

A new chill hit her, all the way to the center of her bones “No,” she whispered “I just want to go back to sleep”

“All right,” he whispered, kissing her neck and cuddling her close “I’m here You’re safe”

She nodded again and pressed asto wipe away the tears before they rolled down her cheeks, onto his arht they’d slept in the tent, and had appeared every night since, stronger each ti rong So very wrong She knew that, but in the light of day, looking upon his handsoain, pushed the deceit so far away it only had a chance to come forward in her sleep Where it tormented her

The dream was the same each titon, or a place she assuton, since she’d never been there, and Seth was talking to a facelessSeth the truth She was running in the drea at Seth not to listen, but she was too late The way he looked at her, the hate and hurt in his eyes Rosemary was there, too, in her dream

Another tremble assaulted Millie’s body

“Hey,” he whispered “It was just a dream” He shifted then, rolled her onto her back as he leaned over her “Honey” He wiped at the tears on her cheeks “Don’t cry”

The tenderness in his voice and touch had a piercing pain ripping at her heart She had to find a way to tell hiht of it day after day But one look into those eyes that held such love, that showered her with a devotion she’d never known existed, and words refused to forer her deceit that filled her with fear It was living without him She not only loved him, she liked herself when she ith him That was new In the past, she’d often loathed herself Loathed her life A life she had to go back to

“I think,” he said, rubbing his nose against hers, “I knoay to et” His hand roaet all about a silly old dream”