375 Dream Or Reality?

Ember woke up in the middle of the night. She had been sleeping ever since she unintentionally wandered in the field of Glass Mist Flowers. 

'I love you…' 

'I love you as well, Ember…'

Her own voice and the affectionate voice of a man who she confessed echoed within her mind.

When she opened her eyes, the familiar view of the ceiling from her own chamber welcomed her. With heavy-lidded eyes, she looked around the room dimly lit with a single lamp and tried to get ahold of her situation. 

'What was that? Did I… confess to Draven?' 

Her heart skipped a beat at this thought. 

'Did he say those words back to me?' She placed a hand over her chest, her breathing turning shallow as a flush of shyness spread across her cheeks. 'He did, right? He responded to my confession! He said he loves me back!' 

Just as she turned to her side to look at him, what greeted her was the sight of his side of the bed empty.