Chapter 66

One week later,

Graduatuon day,

I wake up panting.

Gasping for breathe.

I immediately sit up in frustration and wipe the sweat from my forehead.

Dalia wakes up in astonishment. "It's that nightmare again?"

"Yes."

It's the third time in a row that I'm having a nightmare about CJ getting shot in cold blood in front of my very eyes. And every time I wake up with my body trembling as if it was all so real.

Dee pulls me in a warm hug and rocks back my hair.

"You know maybe it's a sign," she says softly. "A sign to just get back together with him. You never know what happens..."

I shrug and pull away. "It's just a nightmare. Nothing serious."

I wish I could believe those words.

Something in my gut tells me