That night, Gwen fell into a deep sleep, her mind still swirling with the strange sensations and changes of the day.
In her dream, she found herself in a quiet garden bathed in soft moonlight. The air was warm and fragrant with blooming flowers. Ahead, standing beneath a willow tree, was Liora—the woman from the videos—her lavender dress flowing gently in the breeze.
Liora smiled and reached out her hand. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she said softly.
Gwen stepped forward, heart pounding, feeling an unexpected calm wash over her. As their hands touched, a gentle warmth spread through Gwen’s body, filling her with a sense of belonging she hadn’t known she needed.
Liora’s eyes locked onto hers, clear and kind. “There’s nothing to fear here. Just be yourself.”
Gwen’s breath caught as they drew closer, the world around them shimmering like a dream within a dream.
Their faces neared, the moment delicate and electric. Gwen felt a soft connection—a promise of something new and beautiful unfolding.
And then, just as their lips were about to meet Liora said
"not now, you´re not ready yet"
the dream them faded into the soft light of morning.