Stanley’s POV

"Flora!" I screamed, my voice thick with rage and disbelief.

She turned to look at me, her face contorted in shock, and just as our eyes met—

I woke up.

My breath came in short gasps as I shot up from the bed, my heart pounding against my chest. Sweat clung to my forehead, and the remnants of the dream still lingered in my mind. I rubbed my temples, cursing under my breath.

It was just a dream.

A damn dream.

But why the hell was I still thinking about her? Why was she still tormenting me even in my sleep?

I glanced at the clock. It was...