Chapter 91 Not A Nightmare
- Mirage’s P.O.V
- I sprang up into a sitting position, covered in sweat and my mind swimming in panic, that was until I saw Alex’s green eyes groggy with sleep, as he too sat up in bed next to me.
- “Mirage?” He squinted his eyes, rubbing at his face with his hands. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”