I shot up in a fright I was in a a pitch black room I was on a silk covered bed, the air was damp, the wind soothing as it bounced off my neck , I heard a smooth voice . An angel? Edward? My Edward. "Sleep, my Bella. Dream happy dreams. Your the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep, my only love." I was reassured to know that Edward was there so I slid back under the sheets and head slowly drifted away into sleep, in my dream there was a beautiful white room full of heavenly light and beautiful smells whispers echoed around me, "Sleep, my Bella. Dream happy...
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