Chp 13. Strange Dream 3

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Layla reaches home and after relaxing for a while she continues working on the Kid's Project.
"Our first event 'Mothers' Meet' should be perfect.. I hope mothers would want to send their kids to our Sunday school...in shaa Allah"💭

She wakes up in the middle of the night because of the dream she saw last night.. She saw it again continuing from where it ended last night 🌃

"No.. No.. Noo..Not again..  I am losing my mind.. Ya Rebbim why I am seeing all this.. Astagfirullah 😔"

                   **** Dream****

I was running towards the heart of forest and that stranger is still after me.. He is getting closer.. My feet are losing their strength.. Why is he after me...
I should hide behind the trees.. May be he can't catch me...

I am hiding behind some trees.. And.. Then..

I felt a strong grip on my upper arm...

It was his grip... I tried to release myself from his grip.. Who is this stranger.. I wanted to shout and show resistance but his grip on my arms was so firm and tight.. 😫

My back was against the tree trunk.. I couldn't move.. And then he released his grip and I dared to look at him.. His features were soft.. His face was radiant.. I looked into his eyes.. He had green eyes.. He smiled and I cast my eyes down blushing.. He caught me looking at him like a kid looks at its favorite thing 😡😤😡😫 (No he is daydreaming 😠..huh.. it is just a dream 🤕 who is he)

And then I don't know what happened.. A feeling of relief took over me... As if this Stranger is no more a Stranger.. In fact he is my saviour... My Mehram.

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Assalamu alykum friends... How are you all? I know I took a long break and this chapter is too short but I felt dream sections should be kept this way.. Don't worry another update is coming in a day or two..

Please let me know if you like or hate this story through your precious votes and comments 😍😘😘😘

By the way, who do you think is this Mr. Stranger? 🤔Do you like him or not??🤗
Fee Amanillah

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