I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 263

It seemed Steven was having another nightmare.

Normally, I would have been interested in eavesdropping, but my hand felt like it was about to be shattered. I slapped him.

Steven’s body jolted, and his eyes flew open. They were bloodshot and unfocused, as if he were still trapped in the nightmare’s grip.

I yanked my hand free and pushed his arm off my waist, scrambling out of the bed. Daylight was streaming through the window. I reached for my phone on the sofa to check the time, but the screen remained black. Dead.

Thankfully, I didn’t have many friends, so it wasn’t likely that anyone was desperately trying to reach me.

I sighed and turned to look at Steven, who was slowly sitting up. He rubbed his temples with his long, elegant fingers. He still looked pale, and his energy seemed low.

“Another nightmare? I don’t remember you having them so often.”

In our past life, when we shared a bed, he had always slept soundly. I was the one who was plagued by nightmares.

Steven looked at me, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “You’ve watched me sleep?”

“…”

A miscalculation. In this life, we hadn’t progressed that far. We had slept in separate rooms since the day we got married.

I ran a hand through my hair. “Who would want to watch you sleep? I was just guessing.”

For once, he didn't press the issue. He seemed distracted, lost in thought. He closed his eyes tightly and, to my surprise, asked, “Do your dreams ever feel… serialized? Like a TV show?”

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