Their Punishment- SilvAmy
One more night with a sweet dream, and one more morning with a pillow wet in tears. For the following two days no, Amy had dreamt the same dream and had woken up with tears around her, although she had no reason to cry during the night. Her life wasnt miserable. She had a home, she had friends, and she had happiness. It made no sense to wake up with tears. Perhaps they werent her tears? Her eyes were never stained. It made no sense though.
She pulled her white covers away, put on her slippers, and walked over to the bathroom. This is the only way we can meet, communicate. I hope you are doing well. I would like to apologize if I hurt you
Please remember that there are people around you who care about you, even if they are very far away. Those few sentences that made up her small dream rang in her head as she lazily entered the shower. While these sweet sentences, which provided Amy a tranquil sleep and reminded her that she was loved, were whispered the only sc