Callan’s POV
I'm exhausted, I've started having nightmares again, waking up the last few nights drenched in sweat my hands shaking as I try to force the images back into the box I keep them in at the back of my mind. Thankfully I don't seem to have yelled out at all,
as when I've snuck out into the hallway and checked, Mackenzie and Maxton were both still asleep.
Last night was one of the worst dreams in a long time, I was trapped in a room, blood all over me as the little girl who haunts me yelled at how I murdered her. I wanted to get up, grab the bottle of scotch, and drink until I passed out like I normally would when the nightmares get like this. I can't though, I can't allow myself to be impaired in any way. If anyone comes for Maxton, I need to be at my best, ready to protect hi……
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