My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 902

Chapter 902:

But in the depths of sleep, an old dream found her again. A child’s soft, innocent voice echoed—”Mommy…”

She hadn’t had this dream in a long time. Back when she was recovering from her gunshot wound, she had dreamed of this every night—a child calling out for her, only for the dream to end in bright red blood.

The pain of it all had been so unbearable that she had fought against sleep itself, fearing the moment she would close her eyes and be forced to relive it. Now, even though she had been free of it for so long, it had found her again. Her pulse quickened as she tried to wake up, her mind rejecting the dream, not wanting to endure it. But she was trapped, unable to break free.

She was too resistant and didn’t realize that the overall tone of this dream was peaceful, unlike those terrifying dreams before. Her body refused to move, and for a moment, it felt as if she was sinking suddenly… before she gasped awake.

Carrie’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. She took a deep breath of the cool air, her senses adjusting to the real world again. A faint

lingered in the room—the sleep

been too light lately, and she had worried about waking too easily. So, she had used the spray to help her. Maybe

damp with sweat. Without hesitation, she reached for the bedside table, pulled out the spray bottle, and tossed it into the

Her brows furrowed. Daxton wasn’t the

could only hear the muffled sounds of their voices. She couldn’t tell who they were

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it loosely, she pushed open the door—and stopped in her

with something between joy and hesitation. “Carrie, you’re awake?”

head. “No,” she replied.

and Kyson both stiffened. Then, at the same

She didn’t want to revisit that dream—not

walked toward the sofa, her movements relaxed but