When I wake up, we are already at our destination. Our old pack land. The graveyard at which I was forced to say goodbye to my father at for the last and final time. I look at Dillon who's watching me with an intense gaze. "Did you dream about the same nightmare again?" he asks me.
"No," I tell him but choose not to tell him about my nightmare. Dillon gives me a soft smile. "You know, I'm going to be by your side all along," he tells me. "I'm sure Colton will be delighted to see you," he adds. I give Dillon a soft smile. "Of course," I answer and we both get out of the car.
Dillon hands me the bouquet of flowers we bought for my father and he takes my free hand. He squeezes it slightly, making me feel a bit better. It's been many years since I came to visit my father. I haven't been here
