Chapter 196

It was truly an endless show of his strength. "I'm scared," Steven murmured and groaned as he held me tightly in his arms. This time, he remembered to cover us both with the blanket and even tightly wrapped me up with his long legs, as if he feared I might slip away. "What's scaring you so much?" I asked, puzzled. "I'm afraid of sleeping alone…" He feared that when he woke up, his dreams would fall apart. "Stephie, guess which one's the real deal—dreams or reality?" Steven whispered to me. "Who knows?" I replied, feeling just as lost. "Do you ever wonder why when we recall the past, it feels like we're seeing things from God's point of view?" Steven asked in a hushed tone. His question caught me off guard. Recalling childhood memories did feel as though we were seeing them from God's point of view. "Could it be that when we revisit those moments in time, we're not the same people anymore…" Steven's voice was low as he tightened his grip on my hand. I thought about what he s