DISCLAIMER: Attack on Titan belongs to Hajime Isayama.
~ Phantom Limb Syndrome ~
Sometimes she wakes from a nightmare with his name on her lips, reaching out for him in the dark. And she swears she can feel his arm wrap around her waist, can feel him pull her firmly against his chest, can feel his lips press a gentle kiss against her forehead, can hear his voice whispering, "It's alright. It was just a dream. It wasn't real. It's okay, I'm here."
The pillow from his side of the bed still carries a faint trace of his scent, although that fact is of little comfort to her as reality comes crashing down and she remembers that he's not here. The dream was real. And nothing will ever be okay again.
~end~