Rebecca woke up and found herself staring at a rather familiar ceiling. She was in her room.

She sat up at once, her hands touching her chest simultaneously. Like she woke up from a nightmare, she felt the chill and cold, probably also due to the sweat on her face and her arms.

The last thing she remembered was sitting in the car with Benjamin, and they were talking, and she was about to kiss him, and a light flashed from the side. And then something happened.

Was what happened real or a dream? Did she even meet Benjamin? Or was that whole thing just a dream?

She wasn’t sure. Then again, she was wearing the same dark green dress she remembered wearing most recently. So, it couldn’t have been a dream.

If so, how did she end up in her room? That was another big question. However, right now, she grabbed her mobile, which had a couple of cracks on her screen, adding to her anxiety. She hit call.

“Hey, my love,” Benjamin answered, and all her anxiety went out through the window. “How was y