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Gabriel Agreste woke up to the sudden noise of his bedroom door opening. He blinked a couple of times, still adjusting to the light, when he saw the image of his assistant, Nathalie Sancoeur, tiptoeing through his room.
-¿¡Nathalie!? - he asked.
-I am so sorry to wake you up.
-What are you doing here? - he asked.
-I forgot my purse, here it is. Go back to sleep. I love you - she said walking back to the bedroom door and closing it behind her.
-You what? - said Gabriel speaking to the door. Nathalie was long gone. -What the hell?
Gabriel went back to sleep. This was a dream. For sure this was a dream.