Linking Destiny

Boston, United States. Present day. God! No, not again. The sound of the alarm clock mingled with the snoring next to her, and she made an effort to fully open her eyes and free herself from the arm that was resting on her stomach."David, wake up, it's seven o'clock, " she gently shook his shoulder. "You have to stop moving like that in your sleep, or I'm going to get a bat to defend myself."He smiled as he received a grunt in response, as the arm moved up her abdomen until it reached her chest."Sorry, I'll get you one, I promise." The man propped himself up on one elbow, looking at her with a playful smile, still sleepy.
"How come you're still with me?""Love helps, but don't push it, " he removed the hand that continued to caress her, not hiding an amused grimace, "and although I would love to stay a little longer, I have to work, and so do you."-Are you sure?She pretended to think about it, but before he could do anything, she got out of bed and turned off the alarm clock with a forceful bang."No, but I need the money." He made a funny face and ran to a door in the corner of the room before I could get there first.
"If you make breakfast, I'll leave you hot water."-Very mature, Claire. She didn't hear him, she had already closed the door and after getting rid of her nightgown, she turned on the shower tap, but contrary to his threat, she used cold, almost freezing water, and despite her shudder, she breathed a sigh of relief when she felt it hit her skin.that for weeks . Weeks in which I dreamed of absolutely nothing, to be more precise, and if I did, I didn't remember it, which was a blessing.
But there it was again, more vivid than ever. A time that wasn't hers, a life that didn't belong to her, and yet, it felt so close, so real... He cupped both hands to catch the falling water and rubbed it against his face, shaking his head vigorously. When the dreams stopped, she felt a mixture of comfort and disappointment. First, because it wasn't pleasant at all to find herself involved in strange circumstances she couldn't understand, even if it was in her dreams; and second, because, in a way, these experiences had become part of a sort of routine, one that, truth be told, was quite pleasant.
Seeing herself in her former life was unsettling, but knowing that she was so loved provoked an emotion she couldn't explain. Such contradictory feelings, coupled with the remorse inspired by the knowledge that she was doing wrong by experiencing all this, were the reason why she felt such relief when she stopped dreaming. It was embarrassing to wake up every morning with a face in her mind, that of a man she had never seen or would ever see in her life, and to find an always loving David ready to show her his love.
She felt almost as if she was betraying him, which was ridiculous because she didn't get to choose what she dreamed about, but she couldn't get that feeling out of her chest. And there were the dreams back, when he had already stored them away in a corner of his memory, thinking he would never experience them again. The smart thing to do would have been to ignore them, or to dismiss them as a curious fact and even tell David about them, but she didn't dare; it was so personal that she didn't want to share it even with him, and she wasn't sure how he would take it.
He might find her story of how she had once seen herself in other clothes amusing, but he certainly wouldn't be bothered by the idea of her dreaming about a man who wasn't him, and whom she seemed to love so much.grace. He tried to put himself in her shoes, and confirmed that if things were reversed, he couldn't help but feel jealous, no matter how ridiculous it seemed.