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    This wasn’t him at all.


    The man I love was confident, cheerful, handsome, and courageous.


    “Caleb, this isn’t you!”


    I moved forward, trying to shake Caleb out of his slump, yet my efforts in the dream were futile, passing through him without effect.


    He couldn’t hear my calls.


    All that was left for me was to watch as Caleb huddled in a dim corner, drinking endlessly, seeking a false sense offort that only deepened his grief.


    “Debra…”


    His voice, rough with emotion, echoed with deep affection and hopelessness.


    Witnessing this tore at me, my heart felt as if it were in the grips of a stormy sea, the agony so sharp it nearly stopped my breath.


    But I was powerless.


    Engulfed in this torment and helplessness, I felt a crushing pressure, as though my heart was beingpressed, bleeding its agony.


    “Debra! Debra?”


    A familiar voice approached, a beacon in the murky waters of my dream.


    Then, a strong hand touched my shoulder.


    “Debra, what’s happening?”


    Caleb’s voice brought me back to reality.


    My eyes opened slowly, meeting Caleb’s concerned look.


    His worried yetposed features merged with the disordered image from my dream, blurring the lines between dream and reality.


    Overwhelmed by emotion, I embraced him tightly.


    “Caleb!”


    Debra’s POV:


    “What’s the matter?”


    Caleb was surprised by my sudden hug, unsure of how to respond.