Chapter 25

Freya Rose

[The dream]

It was dark, but I managed to see a little bit because the room was dimly illuminated by some disco lights. The DJ was pumping out loud chart music, and I could hear people laughing and having a good time. There was a crowd of people around me, but I couldn't focus on anyone in particular, and when I tried to, their faces completely blurred over. I glanced around the room trying to see if I could recognize anything or anyone, but I couldn't.

I turned around once more, and my eyes landed on Tristan. My heart instantly swelled, and I began to relax knowing that he was there with me. He was standing over by the bar talking to a tall, dark figure. I couldn't quite make out the other guy, but I could see Tristan perfectly. He was bathed in a brilliant ice-blue spotlight. It seemed as if the moon had shone into the room and her only job was to illuminate him.

“Tristan,” I shouted at him trying to get his attention, but he didn't turn around.<