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Marcus is standing behind me, his arms wrapping around me.

“Alena, are you okay? You sounded like you were being murdered.” My body trembles next to his. It felt so real, so, so real. I need to call Jackson. I need to make sure he is okay. Walking back into my room, I grab the phone and dial Jackson’s number, waiting for him to answer, but he doesn’t. Why isn’t he answering? Is this it? Has he gone for good? Will she come for the girls?

“Alena, what are you doing? If you’re calling Jackson, there is no point. He is in meetings until after 2 am. You’re safe and fine. I am here.” 

“I just want to make sure Jackson is safe. That is all.” My fingers start redialing his number. Marcus sits next to me on the bed, his hand clasping around mine.  

“He is fine, totally safe Alena. He was in a meeting when I left. He is with loads of people. It was just a dream.”

I wish his words comfort me. I need Jackson. I need him to hold me and tell