Katherine jolted awake with a sharp gasp, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. Her eyes flung open, scanning the room as if expecting to find something... or someone. It took a few long seconds before she realized it was just her bedroom. Morning light seeped through the blinds, painting pale lines across the floor.
She sat up abruptly, pressing her hand against her damp forehead. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, thudding so loud she swore she could hear it echo in her ears. The dream—no, the memory. It was the first time in a while that Leonard had appeared in her dreams. And not just any memory, but that one. Their very first meeting.
Her fingers absentmindedly rubbed her temple as she stared ahead blankly. Why now? Why would her subconscious pull that moment out of the depths after all this time? Maybe it was because of last night.
