MAN IN MY DREAMS.: The Kind of Love We Long For Doesn't Exist in the Real World... Or Does It?

I always wondered what love truly was.

Since I was thirteen, I visited a realm that didn't exist-except in dreams. He was always there, waiting for me. In that world, I felt safe, cherished, seen.

But as I grew older, I forgot him... until life reminded me.

Real love isn't always poetic. It's messier, quieter, and often nothing like we imagined. This story isn't my life-but it's born from the ache of what I've felt, questioned, and hoped for.

If you've ever wondered whether the kind of love you long for exists-or if it's only a dream-this book is for you.

Maybe love isn't what we expect.
Maybe it's even better.

The MAN IN MY DREAM is a hauntingly beautiful tale of survival, healing, and the kind of love that lives between dreams and reality.

What if the only place you ever felt safe... was in your sleep?

Aleeha was sold-not with words, but with silence. Married off to repay a debt, her life became a prison carved from stone walls, locked doors, and a man who called himself her husband. For years, she endured. Bruised, voiceless, invisible. Until one night, when her soul broke so completely... something-or someone-entered her dreams.

His name was Ezren.
He didn't belong to the world that hurt her.
He was warmth. He was light. He was everything love was supposed to be.

In the darkness, Ezren held her. In silence, he listened. He became her sanctuary when reality refused to offer one.

But when Aleeha finally escapes the cage that held her captive, she must confront a truth more painful than her past:
Can love born in dreams survive in the real world?
And what happens when the line between the two begins to blur?

The Man in My Dream is a raw and lyrical journey through trauma, resilience, and the quiet rebellion of self-worth. For anyone who has ever mistaken survival for living, or longed for a love that feels like home-this story will stay with you long after the final page.