Emma woke up screaming.
Again.
Her sheets were soaked with sweat, and her heart pounded like a drum in her chest. The nightmare had been the same as always - millions of people dying while she watched helplessly.
"Emma!" Kael rushed into her room, worry written all over his face. "Another one?"
She nodded, unable to speak. Her hands shook as she tried to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
It had been three months since Future Emma saved the universe. Three months since the Devourers were sent back to their dimension. Three months since Emma chose to stay normal and human.
But normal felt impossible when your dreams were filled with death.
"Come on," Kael said gently, sitting on the edge of her bed. "Let's do the breathing exercise Dr. Wilson taught us."
Emma closed her eyes and tried to follow along. In for four counts. Hold for four. Out for four. But instead of calm, all she could feel was the weight of billions of lives she had once held in her hands.
