A dream of loss haunts me in the night. I awake in fear. I reach out to make sure Luffy is still there. He lies beside me breathing slowly and snoring lightly. I sigh in relief. I roll over and hug him tightly. Part of me hopes he wakes to wipe the tears from my face.
"What's wrong?" His voice is husky and raw.
"I dreamed you died." Luffy says nothing he is silent. I cuddle closer. He holds me tighter. My long orange hair lays sprawled around us. It was a detailed and violent dream. Pirate king.
"Nami, I'm always here." He says kissing my forehead. I can't control my tears, they overflow violently from my eyes and pool on his chest. I close my eyes for a brief moment. I think to when the crew was still here and we were so young. I grip Luffy tighter.
I open them and he is gone, the dream is over. The bed is empty beside me. I cry out to the silence.
"Please." I know that he won't return. He is gone. I've lived this for several months. Only seeing him in my dreams, remembering him by his clothes, his hat. This is pain is a pain that I can no longer bear. I wish I could end it all.
"Mama?" My daughter calls out to me. I sit up to see her standing at the foot of my bed. She crawls into bed with me.
"I miss daddy."
"Me too."