It was only a dream.
She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm her breathing.
"What a strange dream…" she murmured.
Yet the memory of dying still clung to her, making her heart tighten again.
'I shouldn't have died like that…'
She found herself wanting to see Archie desperately, as if confirming his existence would anchor her back to reality.
Just as that thought crossed her mind....
The doorbell rang. Angelina froze.
Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest.
Before she could even move, the doorknob clicked.
A surge of terror shot through her.
'This is like a horror movie… The door will open, and Damien will walk in…'
The handle turned. The door opened. Archie stepped inside.
Angelina exhaled sharply, relief washing over her so suddenly that her knees almost gave out. She rushed forward and hugged him tightly.
"I missed you…" she murmured.
Archie blinked, completely taken aback by the sudden embrace. A faint blush crept across his face.
