My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Instantly, the noise outside receded to a dull hum, and I stared blankly at him in the dark for a while.

He did not say anything, just hugged me and just patted me gently on the back, lulling me to sleep with peace of mind.

I was already exhausted so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. I slept through the night.

When I woke up the next day, it was bright outside the tent. It had rained all night that even the morning sun looked wet and humid.

I looked around instinctively checking that there was no one else around. For a brief moment, I felt dazed.

That man came and went without a single trace. If it weren't for the ear plugs in my ears, I would have thought last night was a hallucination!

I had a bit of a headache. Try as I might, I couldn't find the energy to leave the tent. Naomi came in and saw me lying down with my eyes opened. Concerned, she asked, "What's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

hurts!" I managed to croak out. My throat was terribly

I might be having a

on my forehead. She said in surprise, "Why is your head so hot? You must be having a fever." Then, she went out. I could hear her telling the others, "Let's hurry up and pack up. We need to go to Asherton. Arianna has a fever. She is burning up!" I wanted to say something, to tell them not to fuss but my throat hurt so much that

into the tent. His gaze was dark as he glanced at me. Putting his hand on my forehead, he frowned

I had a massive migraine pounding through

After a while, I fell into unconsciousness and went back to sleep. It

consciousness, nightmares plagued me.

thought I saw a person standing next to me. It was Hendrix. I wanted to reach out to hold him, but I couldn't reach

My

to me, but I couldn't make out what

being unable to communicate with the outside world was

that, I began to fall deeper into my dreams. Terrible dreams, beautiful dreams, and vague dreams, as if I was

taste them.