[CAYDEN]
My head is f*****g spinning. And not the good kind. Is there even a good kind of spin?
I woke up crying. I dreamt about my mom, although I couldn't even remember what it was about. Is it possible to miss someone you've never even met?
I dreamt about Aiden again, I think. I'm starting to think he was my childhood Dylan. Maybe he was there to make my childhood better, but something happened along the lines. I want to know who the hell Aiden is and what happened to him. All of these theories are driving me insane. I turned my phone on and called Cynthia.
"Hello!"
"Hey, where are you staying now?" I asked her.
"Um... Abel's. His parents are nice."
"Abe— well, okay. I'm going there soon, maybe. I don't know— what the f—"
My eyes widened when I saw a sleeping Audrey beside me.
