Chapter 196: Back At It
Aside from the dreams that almost always ended with Emily being unable to breathe. The three days where she did not share a bed with Derek were not so bad. And Emily had to admit that probably a huge chunk of that was because she knew it was only temporary.
That she only had to endure all of the discomfort that came with interrupted sleep for a short period of time. Had it been like in the past where each and every night was just this endless cycle of nightmares waking, and embroidering. Emily would not have been able to endure it, with as much grace as she did the three days that went by without her sharing the bed with Derek.
After waking up on Tuesday nearly drowning in her own sweat. On Wednesday Emily had woken up from a nightmare where she had been chased by a masked man.
And when the man had finally caught up with her. He had proceeded to choke the life out of her. But luckily for her, death in the dream world translated to waking up in the real world. So even though she had been terrified and had had to take a few seconds to calm herself. Emily had been glad that it was over. A few hours later, when Wednesday had finally given way to Thursday.
Emily had begun to feel lighter even before she had seen Derek. Her whole being just buzzing with anticipation.
Her heart fluttering at the thought of what was to come. When she had gone into work and seen Derek. Emily had barely been able to hold herself back. In fact, she had nearly thrown herself at him several times during the day.
’Forget about our rule of secrecy, Derek. Let us just sleep here and now.
I do not care who is watching,’ Emily had wanted to say. But luckily for her she had been able to control that impulse. And from time to time when she had looked at Derek, she had realized that he too must have been suffering from the same thing as her.
Just wanting the day to be over, so that the two of them could be in each other’s arms again. But by some miracle he had kept his arms to himself, and Emily had been able to do the same despite wanting to just drag Derek into the nearest corner, and just curl up in his arms and sleep.