[She, him, the dream or reality, she's not sure. But she grips his arms tightly as she gasps for air. She can feel the tears on her cheeks and she's still so cold. But it doesn't feel as real anymore. Like it's all in her head.
With wide eyes, she swallows hard and turns her head toward him.]
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With wide eyes, she swallows hard and turns her head toward him.]