The Man in My Sweet Nightmare

The Man in My Sweet Nightmare

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Taglish | Teen Fiction | Slow-burn | Based on true emotions "Hindi ko siya gusto noon. Kaibigan ko lang siya. Pero bakit siya ang paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa panaginip ko?" He wasn't mine. But in dreams, he always was. Shania Amanda Lopez never expected her closest guy friend to be the one her heart quietly held onto. In real life, they were just friends - playful, familiar, with clear boundaries. But in her dreams, the rules disappeared. They'd laugh. They'd run. They'd almost love. And when she woke up, she'd pretend it meant nothing... even when the signs started appearing in real life. Matching shirts. Stolen glances. Strange songs. Volleyballs thrown just to get her attention. He never said anything. And neither did she. This is a story of quiet heartbreak, unsaid feelings, and the boy who stayed - not in her life, but in the corners of her dreams. Sometimes, the sweetest nightmare... is the one you never stop remembering.
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In the beginning she was alive, her soul bare for this man, loved him with every fiber of her being. She was willing to give up everything that she had for him and worked hard for the future they both hoped for each other; when he still existed. She loved him but did he ever feel the same way? He was loving, caring, and kind; everything a girl could ever wish for in a man. The words destructive and inhuman would've never crossed her mind to describe her husband; or was she so stupid to see it all from the very beginning? Every day she prayed to the man above that the love and attention she constantly gave him would be enough to change such characteristic; no, flaw. But it wasn't so. Every day was a battle, getting worse and worse; that one day she just snapped. ***STRONG PLOT AND LANGUAGE*** ***UPDATE*** To my great surprise, this story has been getting more reads than I ever thought possible. I reread what I wrote once again and tried not to cringe at the many errors and awful sentence structure I had. So in the spirit of Christmas I will try to edit and perfect this story. There wouldn't be changes in the plot, just hopefully a better way of sharing my thoughts. If it's still crap, then I apologize I'm only human :) ****

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