This time her dream was the bloodiest. It was probably because she had too much mental pressure.

“Don’t be afraid, dreams are fake.” Eric wiped the sweat from her forehead, “Do you remember what day is tomorrow?”

“Pregnancy test.”

“It’s also Valentine’s Day.”

Crystal pressed her lips lightly and said nothing.

“Go back to sleep.” He tucked the quilt for her and sat on the edge of the bed.

Crystal turned her back to him, not wanting to see his face.

Even so, she could ...