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I woke up feeling somebody was touching my hair. The touch felt so loving that I was almost leaning towards it. But then I realized my father never touches my hair like that. I woke up with a jolt and after few seconds realized it was a big mistake as my head was paining a lot. But the person I saw next made me feel more sick. No what is he doing in my room but one minute this is not my room.

As if reading my thoughts he said,"this is our room" OUR. No please.

"what am I doing here?" I asked

"you are my wife where else you should be"

"no I am not your wife" I said as a fact.

"you forgot baby look at you clothes. It is our wedding night." he said while giving me his signature smirk. And start leaning towards me and I shouted.

Then I wake up.

God I can't be more happy. This is only my dream.

I found myself in my room.

This was a freaking nightmare but still how could I see him in my dreams. No! No! No!

I am thinking too much.

I saw that I was alone in my room. I guess I didn't shout loud enough to let them know I am watching a nightmare.

But where are my parents.

I went downstairs and the picture in front of me shocked me.