Dying To Be With You by D Donovan

Author:D Donovan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, fantasy, paranormal, supernatural, afterlife

Chapter Twelve

Disorientated for a few seconds, Ilona quickly scrambled herself up to a sitting position and looked around the room taking in the familiar surroundings before resting her head on the headboard as she tried to bring her pounding heartbeat under control and focus her eyes on the alarm clock. When her blurred vision finally cleared she saw it was five twenty in the morning. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she sat there with her head hanging down for a few minutes until her breathing began to return to something like normal, not trusting her legs to carry her weight yet. As she waited she wondered why she was able to recall so much detail about the dream. Normally she could only remember little snippets of dreams which disappeared from her memory shortly after she woke up, but these dreams were not so easy to dispel and she could clearly see everything with absolute clarity in her mind’s eye. Thinking that it was probably because she was dreaming of something so significant in her life, and still so raw, she decided to go and make herself a cup of tea and take a little time to try and think things through before attempting to go back to sleep. As she descended the stairs she wondered whether she had any decaffeinated tea bags, but then changed her mind. In fact, she decided, I’m going to have an extra strong cup of coffee. At least then I won’t fall asleep and end up in bed with John.

Ilona finished her first coffee in ten minutes, having burnt her tongue trying to drink it so quickly. An extra-large yawn just before she’d taken the first sip had given her another little panic attack at the thought of falling asleep again. As soon as she finished the first one she decided another wouldn’t do any harm since it was almost her normal wakening time anyway and, hopefully, she’d get a chat with her mum or Jocelyn, or both, today which would help her sleep more restfully tonight. It was Sunday now and she didn’t want to go to work tomorrow looking as she had done for the first few months after John’s betrayal when she’d barely slept or ate or did anything other than cry. Her eyes had been constantly bloodshot and red and her lack of ability to concentrate on anything had resulted in a meeting with her boss, Lucy. Lucy had been kind, suggesting that Ilona take some time off but Ilona had refused. The idea of sitting around the house all day with nothing else to do but think of what had happened and what might have been had filled Ilona with fear, but it seemed that she was being forced to think about it now anyway.

As she sat staring into space and sipping her second extra strong coffee, Ilona yawned again, not so fiercely as the first time, but a yawn nonetheless. She’d unconsciously pulled her legs

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