I woke up in a meadow. The sun is shining, the bright green grass stands as high as my waist.
A gentle breeze rolls through my long brown hair, pushing it back past my shoulders. The trees around me gently swaying in the wind like it's a lullaby.
Taking a step, I realize that I'm not wearing any shoes. I smile, feeling the grass between my toes.
I run around the meadow, letting the sun cascade down my back. I close my eyes to cherish the feeling of the sun; not noticing the dark, almost black, clouds rolling in, or that there was a person watching me from a distance. I look over to the man as he laughs. He looks a lot like Louis...
A giant smile makes its way onto my face as I run towards him, still not noticing the sky getting darker by the second. Louis started running towards me aswell, opening his arms wide for a hug. I did aswell, but as I got closer, I realized that it wasn't Louis.
It was Rob.
It was too late for me to stop and run away, but I tried anyway. As soon as I turned around, Rob caught me. I struggled in his arms, trying to beak free from his iron grip. His gruff voice made me stop in my tracks.
"Wake up Cassi."
I look at him with wide eyes.
"What?"
He speaks again but his mouth doesn't move.
"Cassi, wake up, love."
I jolt awake, breathing heavily.

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