She left Bastien’s room and went to hers. She grabbed some pajamas—it was too hot for long ones, so she put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. After doing her night routine, she returned. Bastien was reading some documents when he saw her enter. Kate got into bed, and he set the papers aside and looked at her.

—“Tomorrow we leave at noon. Try to get some rest,” Bastien said, kissing her forehead.

They both got comfortable and turned off the lights. Kate fell asleep, but in the middle of the night, strange sounds woke her. She turned on the lamp and realized Bastien was having a nightmare. He was sweating, his face tense.

—“Kate… Kate… run… don’t hurt her… Kate… run, please don’t…”

—“Bastien, Bastien, wake up!” Kate tapped his face gently.

Bastien opened his eyes, alarmed. When he saw her, he pulled her into a tight embrace, and she fell on top of his chest.

—“Just stay like this a moment, please…”

Seeing his distress, Kate hugged him.

—“It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not leaving. Just breat