Oliva's heart was pounding when she woke. A single tear slid down her cheek and bounced on the pillow.Nothing had prepared her to watch Gabe make love to another woman, even if it was just a dream. In the course of the dream he'd broken her heart a multitude of times. Even now, while out of the sandman's grip, her chest hurt. It was difficult to push the images aside.
Was it a manifestation of Olivia's guilt? She'd been trying to forget about Gabe for the past few weeks. Then yesterday he'd sent an email to apologize for his distance. Was his email the ploy that set her unconcious to work?
Whatever the answers were, Olivia knew that, once again, her heart ached for his touch and his smile.
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