Emma tossed and turned in the unfamiliar bed, her sleep plagued by unsettling dreams. Images of conflict and hostility flashed through her mind, echoing the bitter rivalry between her family and Alex's. She jolted awake, heart racing, sweat clinging to her skin.
Beneath the dim moonlight filtering through the window, she found herself on the verge of tears. The weight of the animosity between their families bore down on her, suffocating her with its relentless grip.
In the darkness, she heard a rustle from the other side of the bed. Alex, her sworn enemy, stirred awake, concern etched on his face. "Emma, are you okay?"
She hesitated, torn between pride and vulnerability. But the tremble in her voice betrayed her facade. "I... I had a nightmare."
Without a word, Alex scooted closer, his presence a silent offering of comfort. Despite the animosity that divided them, in that moment, he was not her enemy but a fellow traveler in the night.
Emma buried her face in her hands, unable to meet his gaze. "I'm sorry. I know we're enemies, but I can't shake off this fear."
His hand found hers in the darkness, a gentle reminder that even enemies could find solace in shared vulnerability. "We may be enemies by circumstance, but that doesn't mean we can't support each other."
In the quiet of the night, Emma felt the walls she had built around her heart crumble. The divide between them seemed less insurmountable, replaced by a fragile understanding born of empathy.
As the minutes ticked by, they sat in silence, the weight of their enmity momentarily forgotten. In the embrace of unexpected camaraderie, Emma found the courage to face her fears.
And though the rift between their families remained, in the stillness of the night, enemies became allies against the shadows of their nightmares.
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Un libro al azar/A random book
FantasyA book with random short stories and some longer stories about a lot of things. You might find some random poetry in there too so don't mind that.
