Samara's head shot up at that statement and she looked at him, shock in her eyes. "What? No!" This conversation was getting dangerously close to a place she did not need it to be going. She had to be extremely careful how she spoke or she was going to give too much information away. "It's not about the content of the nightmares, or the nightmares at all, if that's even what they are."
She sighed, wiping her face with the sleeves of his shirt. "It's all the secrets. I'm tired of being kept in the dark, Eli. I'm your wife and I will support you - I have always supported you - in everything you ever do. It's enough that you can't tell me what you do at work, but then you keep secrets from me at home, things that affect the both of us...I just-I need you to trust me." She knew that every word she spoke was hypocritical and she hated herself for it, but she couldn't stop the words from flowing regardless.