iI shouldn't have invited him in./i
Cloud.
He'd stayed for a week, now.
He was so different from Zack, but his smile was just the same. His hair was spiky, but soft. He even smelled like Zack.
He spoke so softly, but you always understood him.
You were torn. And you thought he was too.
One night, almost morning, he came to your bedroom and laid his hand on your hip.
"I had a dream. He told me he wanted us to be happy together."
You moved over to make room for him beside you. "I had that one, too."
