A truce

**Emily’s POV**

“Emily, I am talking to you!” I heard Alexander snap angrily at me with such a loud voice that pulled me out of the fog formed in my mind.

The urgency in his voice made me cringe momentarily, and I sighed when I realised that he was still staring at me, obviously awaiting my response.

“Huh?” I asked in feigned innocence and looked up at his face only to see him staring back with a worried expression plastered across his features.

“I said, what happened?” He asked again.

Even though I heard him the first time he asked, I wasn’t sure I wanted to fill him in on the contents of my dream.

“I only had a nightmare, a very wild, vivid one,” I mumbled slowly, avoiding his gaze.

“Do you want to talk abo—”

“No!” I answered, cutting him off. I saw the confused look he threw at me, but I ignored it and got off the bed before he tried talking me into telling him about it.

“Emily…?” He cocked his eyebrows at me.

“I said no…” I mumbled in reply. I was about to walk into the bathroom w