Some nights, I am too tired to even scream for help.
Chapter 18. Nightmares
I was dreaming. I know I was. The night was dark, and the sound of my banging heart was loud. I wanted to wake up. I knew where this was going.
"Asher, save me," I whispered, but he was walking away from me. My body felt weak and tired and I just wanted to sit down and cry, but I knew I couldn't. I had to run. My lungs felt small. "No, Asher, don't go away."
But he always did. The dark room expanded until there was too much air, but I still couldn't breathe. I was drowning.
Then something changed. The room changed. I could watch myself walking in. Looking young and fourteen, inside the big bright room. There were golden balloons floating around. The streamers danced the air. The music was loud and it rever
