The next morning, I woke up to find Noah sleeping next to me. He looked so peaceful with his handsome tanned face. This peace and joy I felt inside made my entire situation feel so surreal.
I felt like this was a dream and I would wake up from it before long to find Noah gone.
If that happened, if I suddenly opened my eyes and didn't find Noah or any trace of him, I feel I'd go mad.
Speaking of dreams, I had that strange dream again. The dream that felt like memories and it was longer this time.
I knew it was not my memories, and I wanted to conclude they were merely dreams, but they aligned too much to be mere dreams. So, they were memories but not mine.
Could they be Noah's?
I had no idea but it was odd.
