(Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter Sixteen Maris woke with a start in a cold sweat. She was nauseous, and her head throbbed. Every limb in her body ached. She threw back the covers and turned on the bedside light. Shin slept peacefully before the closed door. Glancing to the bedside clock, she saw it was just after midnight. The dream had felt so real. She was tumbling off a cliff towards the rushing water below, her arms and legs flailing as she descended. She woke before she hit the water. Now she had to decide if it was a real memory or just a dream from what her men had told her today. She dropped back on the pillows and tried to find a comfortable spot. After punching her pillows for a bit, she snaked her hand out from the covers and snapped off the light. Maris woke an hour later with the same feeling of dread she had from the first nightmare. She decided that’s what they were, since she had no control over them.
