(Sanya's POV)
That night, I have a dream.
It's not like the dreams I've had before, the nightmares of Tyron's belt or the endless replays of Aaron's burned house, no, this dream is different, it feels real in a way that makes my skin prickle and my breath catch, as if I'm not asleep at all but awake in some other place, some other world where the air shimmers with light and the ground beneath my feet feels both solid and weightless at the same time.
I'm standing in a clearing, surrounded by trees that glow silver in the moonlight, and the moon itself hangs so low and bright above me that I could reach up and touch it if I wanted to, and the light it casts isn't cold like moonlight should be but warm, almost alive, wrapping around me like a blanket or a mother's embrace, and I realize wi
