I woke with sweat beading across my forehead and my hands balled into fists clutching the sheet over my eyes. The dreams. They were back. Haunting me relentlessly. I thought they were gone… I should’ve...
—Kimberly Brockman
Something was bleeding… and something was broken. It was my heart… because I had to leave you. (Chase to Rayne)
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