“How… how do you know her name?” He scratched the back of his neck, the sudden discomfort evident in his posture.

“You were sleeptalking,” she replied, her voice barely louder than a whisper, yet her words felt like a thunderclap in the quiet moment.

Jayden’s hand fell to his side as his gaze drifted upward, his eyes searching the sky for answers. “Rose is… she’s…” His words lost, his voice cracking under the weight of unspoken emotions. A strange, almost ...