Chapter 134 A Dream

• Alex tossed and turned that night, his mind caught in a whirlwind of dreams that seemed too vivid to be dismissed. In the dream, he found himself in various scenes with a girl whose face was always a blur. He saw her in a yellow dress, laughing as they rode a helicopter to some unknown destination. They watched sunsets together, her presence a comforting warmth beside him. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring her face into focus.
• He woke up with a start, his body covered in sweat. His heart pounded in his chest, and his head throbbed with a splitting headache. Alex sat up, trying to steady his breathing. The dream had felt so real, but now it was slipping away like water through his fingers. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember any detail that might give him a clue about the girl's identity.
• The yellow dress stood out in his memory, a vivid contrast to the rest of the dream's haziness. He racked his brain, trying to piece together the fragments. Caitriona often wore casual clothes, and he couldn't recall ever seeing her in a yellow dress. Her auburn hair didn't match the image of the girl in his dream either. The more he thought about it, the more certain he became that the girl wasn't Caitriona.