That night, I couldn't sleep.
Nick stayed over, and he had long fallen asleep with his arms wrapped around me, when I was still lying with my eyes wide open.
I was too afraid to fall asleep - too afraid of the demons in my nightmares and the new ones that had joined the club.
My mind also kept me awake - thinking about everything that happened in my life. It was looking at old photographs of memories you could no longer remember.
Why did my mother keep it from me? Did my father know?
It was like everything was taken away from me. The ground beneath my feat had disappeared and now I was falling into an endless abyss, reaching for something to grab onto, but there was nothing.
And then there was Danté and that moment we had. I couldn't stop thinking about what he had said.
