Page 36 of Heal Me

I take a few deep breaths in and out, go to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water, it's much better.

I return just as Adele drinks the contents of the glass and everyone screams loudly.

My head is spinning, I barely reach my place and sit down. My eyes close, even though I try my best to open them. My eyelids get heavier and finally, I give up and fall asleep.

His arm fits perfectly around my waist, making it so easy for him to pull me to him.

"You are incredible," he whispers.

And although I hear it a thousand times every day, my cheeks are red as if for the first time.

I lean against him, inhale the pleasant aroma, I want to merge with him.

"My love," he runs his hand through my hair and lifts my head up," please, don't cry," Denys wipes a tear from my cheek.

"Don't go," I try to hold back crying, but tears are pouring down the river.

"Let me go, please." He takes a step back.

I extend my hand to him, but Denys does not take it, does not intertwine our fingers, as he always does, does not hug me and does not kiss me.

"I beg you," I cry. "Don't leave me."

"I'm not worthy to be with you," he moves away from me, and I feel as if I'm chained to the ground and can't take a single step. "But I love you, darling."

And he disappears, dissolves in the air, and with him my universe. I fall to my knees and hit the ground with my hand. Why is life so unfair?

"Amelia," someone shakes me. "Amelia," and mercilessly shouts in my ear.

I blow myself up. It was a dream. Just a dream. A dream that is actually a terrible reality.

"You fell asleep."

I raise my eyes at my friends, they need a few seconds to understand what it is.

"Come to me," Lily hugs me.

"My little girl," Yara hugs me.

"Everything will be fine. " Adele joins us.

"I will call Sebastian to pick us up."

The girls nod and help me up. I involuntarily make eye contact with Danylo, he stops talking to Zlata and looks me straight in the eyes. He sees the pain that destroys me from the inside and tightens his lips.

Maybe he wants to take back all those nasty words he said to me a few hours ago, but it won't change anything. I don't care about him and what he thinks. I don't care if he regrets what he said or not.

I scroll through the dream from beginning to end.

Darling.

Darling.

Darling.

Denys never called me that.

When it finally dawns on me, who I actually dreamed about today. In whose arms I really wanted to be, then I'm already running to the toilet to throw up everything I ate.

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