June

It’s happening again.

Much to my delight, of course.

This time, it’s vivid… so vivid. The place is unfamiliar but familiar. It's dreamlike and drenched in warmth.

It's a bathroom, but not just any bathroom.

It’s exquisite and classy. The kind you see in five-star hotel ads with gold fixtures and walls that gleam.

And I’m under the shower. Naked as hot water slides down my skin like silk.

But I don’t see him.

Why?

Then — I hear the door creak open slowly.

He walks ...