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across the room and hits me but I continue smiling.
     
    Me: Sounds like a plan. I’ll see you at nine thirty.
     
    Him: We can walk to the cafe, it isn’t far. If you would like, you can invite your traveling companions as well.
     
    His concern makes me feel warm. He must be a nice guy. I know my friends will follow me but I want to meet him alone.
     
    Me: I think I can handle breakfast with a charming, polite English man on my own. You haven’t told me your name yet, what should I call you?
     
    Him: You can call me whatever you would like but my parents named me Jude Edward Everett. Please tell me your name.
     
    Me: Well, Jude Edward Everett, my name isn’t as serious as yours. Eden Clara Daniels but I’ll respond to 'beautiful girl' too.
     
    Him: Sleep well beautiful Eden, I am looking forward to meeting you in the morning.
     
    Me: Good night Jude, till the morning.
     
    I sigh as I put my phone under the pillow. “Love at first sight huh?” Mariana asks.
    “ More like lust at first sight,” Angie blurts out, making kissing sounds from her bed. I just moan and roll over, wondering why I had to meet him here, so many miles from my home. Love at first sight, I wanted it but it does make me nervous. He makes me nervous but in a good way. I have the butterflies but I’ll have to wait and see about the fireworks.
    “ So, what’s his name?” Sophie asks from across the room.
    “ Jude Edward Everett,” I say aloud and it sounds so good on my tongue.
    “ That is a very proper British name, I like it,” she tells me.
    “ Me too,” Mariana adds.
    “ I like the name Jude,” Angie whispers.
    “ Thanks guys, goodnight,” I whisper as I roll over and wrap the blanket around me, the sound of Jude’s voice in my head lulling me to sleep.
     
    “ Wake up, Eden please wake up,” Angie yells, shaking my shoulders. I can see the panic in her eyes when I manage to focus on my friend sitting on top of me, desperately trying to wake me. I raise my hands in compliance.
    “ I’m up, Angie I’m up,” I said, shaking her from me. I watch in confusion as Angie jumps off the bed and rubs her hands over her face quickly, as though exasperated.
    “ My god Eden, have you told anyone about these nightmares, you almost gave us all a heart attack,” she groans, collapsing in Mariana’s arms. Sophie hovered over me, wiping my face with a cold cloth.
    “ What happened?” I ask, unsure as to why they were so freaked out. I don’t usually remember my dreams very clearly when I wake up, they become blurry, like my mind is trying to hide them from me.
    “ You began sobbing, it was so sad Eden. I tried to get you to stop but you just became louder. You were crying uncontrollably, shaking and hyperventilating. You kept asking for your mother, you demanded to know where your mother was, where Marisa was. You cried her name but you called your mother Marisa. You seemed to be screaming at a man to let her go,” Sophie said, watching my face for a reaction. I shook my head, none of this made any sense.
    “ It was obviously just a nightmare, I’m sorry to have upset everyone,” I explained, knowing the dreams were getting worse since I stopped taking my medication. I didn’t even bring them with me. I had hid them in my closet, in a shoebox back at home. I wouldn’t know what to ask for if I went to a doctor here for a refill. My mother always gave me an unlabeled bottle. She said my doctor likes to dispense medications that way.
    I only questioned it once, a few years ago. I demanded to know what they were giving me. She relented and gave me the chemical name of the two drugs I've been taking for as long as I could remember. I tried searching the pharmaceutical companies for the name of the medications but came up empty which didn’t make sense. I even went to a doctor in Boston who said he had never heard of them. He had suggested that they might be experimental psychiatric medications. When he asked how long I’d been