Reality Check

"Bianca," Toni's voice was full of remorse. "Sweetie, don't cry. I didn't know this was bothering you that much."

Bianca sucked it up and took another deep breath feeling like a blubbering idiot. "It's just that I keep having these dreams, Toni. In the last one, I got out of bed with Felix, tip-toed over to Gio's room, took off my clothes, and climbed in his bed. And the thing is it's always so real, yet it's so easy for me to do it. I know it's only a dream, but even in dreams, I usually think the way I would in real life. And in the dreams, I want him so desperately." She breathed in, thankful that she was completely in control of her emotions now and continued. "I can barely look at him for fear that he'll know. He'll see it in my eyes. And the worst part is I talk in my sleep."

"Oh, shit. You do?"

"Well, I used to. I haven't slept in the same room with my grandma in years, but years ago, she told me I did. What if I do one of these nights, and I say his name? Say the things I do