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Reverie: a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.
"You—you are inspired by your students. The women, or… one in particular. That's what they say."
A low hum sounded from behind her, alerting at his sudden proximity as a large hand reached past her shoulder, brushing at her jaw—long fingers pushing lightly to urge her neck to the right. With a loud exhale, she followed the motion, taking in the haze of blue; illuminated by the ever-bright moon, skimming at the lake's surface with a breathtaking shimmer. "See that? There is my inspiration."
His lips were gentle at her ear in contrast to the warm hands at her shoulders, gripping tight to manoeuvre her body around swiftly, suddenly confronted with the image of herself. Flushed cheeks, hair unravelled, body shapeless and thin. "And this too." One hand drifted from her shoulder, down her arm to wrap around her own, guiding it up and across to her opposite side, tugging her back flush to his front as his head dropped to the exposed expanse of her neck. "Never listen to what they say—I'll tell you all you need to know, my sweet."
With Mr. Benjamin Solo, Rey always felt stuck in a nightmare. Or maybe it was a daydream.