Chapter 258. 100 Percent Real

Chantel Raven

"Are you real?" I asked, my voice trembling.

After so many dreams and hallucinations, I'm not sure this isn't one of them.

"Yes, I am," he said, smiling. "I am 100 percent real." He gently placed his hand on my shoulder.

I smiled through my tears before throwing my arms around his neck. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, and he reciprocated, holding me tightly. I inhaled his wonderful aroma and was immediately transported back home.

Our grip on each other was far too strong, yet neither of us protested.

"I lost it without you," he confessed. "I cannot do this without you. I need you, Chantel." His words hung in the air.

Hearing him repeat my complete name made me feel better than anything else he could have said.

"Can you repeat that?" I inquired, and he immediately understood what I meant. He murmured, "Chantel," to me.

I moved