They are going to hurt her.
No, run faster!
I will not stop. I will give everything to keep her safe.
Go, go, go!
There is a light in the distance. A man is waiting for me. He holds out his hand. I take it, and suddenly we are running faster.
The three of us.
My baby girl, Enzo, and me. Together we are enough.
I WAKE UP IN A SWEAT. The dream was so intense, and I don’t know if any of it means anything.
I grip my stomach. Am I having a girl?
Is Enzo the father?
Will the three of us be able to survive together?
Or will one of the ghosts that haunt us finally catch up to us?
I need to tell Enzo about my dream. About my feelings. The truth about everything.
I reach across the bed, expecting to find Enzo, but the bed is empty.
“Enzo?” I say into the dark room.
No response.
I throw the covers off me and find my shirt and boxer shorts on the floor. I put them on quickly, but I still feel naked.
I sigh, why can’t I even enjoy waking up in the morning with Enzo next to me?
I realize he probably had to go back to arrive in time for the stupid meeting at six AM. But why didn’t he wake me up?
Probably because I haven’t slept in a month, and he wanted to make sure I got good sleep. I can’t be mad at him for wanting to let me sleep when I’m exhausted.
But this feels like more than just letting me sleep. I have an unsettling feeling as I walk around the room searching for a note, a clue, anything that tells me where Enzo might be.
I can’t even find a bathroom door. My only choice is to head back out the door we entered through even though I know it only leads to a dark hallway and then out the back of the building.
I open the door and see a man standing there. “Enzo?”
The man turns—Langston.
“I’m sorry, Enzo had to go. Felix had news of an impending attack coming and needed to speak to Enzo immediately. Enzo sent me to protect you and keep you here until the attack is over, so you don’t get hurt,” Langston says.
“Wait…did you say Felix? As in the Felix that worked for Milo?”
Langston nods slowly.
“Fuck, we have to go,” I say, rushing past Langston.
Langston grabs my arm. “Hold on, where are you going?”
I pull my arm free. “We have to warn Enzo.”