Theo had probably lost sleep for a long time, so he was sleeping quite deeply.
I was in no hurry to wake him up either, so I looked at the ceiling and chuckled.
Great. I was still alive.
It felt great to be alive. Why would I think of dying the last time? I must be a fool.
Theo had a nightmare and woke up with a start.
He grabbed my hand in a panic and brought it to his mouth to plant a kiss.
I looked at him and felt tremendously heartbroken.
He looked haggard, and the beard on his chin was very long. How long had it been
since he cleaned himself up?
I reached out to touch his beard and teased him, "It's time for me to help you shave again."
Theo quivered and looked incredulously at me.
He stared closely at me and did not say anything for a very long time.
When he came back to his senses, he took a deep breath. "You're finally awake."
He was so happy that his eyes were brimming with tears.
I nodded. "I'm okay now."
Everyone was happy that I survived.
"I was terrified." Theo's voice sounded choking.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I clasped his
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