Protecting Her

Callan slept in a daze. He struggled to open his eyes and saw the person sitting next to him... Zariah lay on the edge of the bed and fell asleep. Callan just woke up. He was not fully awake yet. He felt that this person was very familiar. Was she Vannah? Why did he see Vannah? It must be a dream. He couldn't help but raise his hand and muttered, "Vannah...Vannah?" His heart beat fast, afraid of disturbing his dream. Putting his palm on Zariah's soft hair, Callan heaved a deep sigh. Why did it feel so real? Was it really a dream? If not, was Vannah really here to see him? "Vannah!" Callan tightened his grip on Zariah's shoulders. Zariah woke up with a start. She looked up at Callan. "Callan? Are you awake? What's wrong?" The disappointment in Callan's eyes surged up like the tide, deep and bottomless. It was not a dream, but she was not Vannah! Callan closed his eyes, his face gloomy. "Get out." Hearing his cold words, Zariah stood there with embarrassment and didn't know what to do. "