"M-My love... you had another bad dream, didn't you...?" Melania mumbles sleepily.
She's lying beside me in the double bed of the New York loft we now share, the pale moonlight caressing her naked body.
Yeah, Melania and I have officially been a couple for six years now.
Deep down, I already knew back then that I had feelings for her, and it was actually Veronica who gave me the push I needed to finally confess to Melania.
And I suppose it isn't even that strange that she was the one who pushed me into another woman's arms, considering she'd revealed that she was my biological mother.
Ever since she told me, nothing has happened between us again. Still, after everything that had already happened, it's hard to simply stop feeling something for her overnight — and especially to stop getting so damn turned on by her.
I nod.
"Then we need to ask your mother if, among that endless list of spells she knows, there's one that can chase nightmares away."
