In My Memory

Dahlia owns a small coffee and flower shop where mornings are gentle and predictable. Nights, however, are not. Every time she sleeps, she dreams of the same wedding-warm light, familiar hands, and a groom whose face she never sees, only knows.

Somewhere else, someone dreams it too.

Dahlia believes the dreams are nothing more than longing given shape, unaware that the man waiting for her in sleep once knew her in another life, under a different name, in a place she no longer visits. Five years of silence stand between them in the waking world, but in dreams, they meet without distance or doubt.

She wakes up alone every morning, unaware that someone else is waking up missing her too.