TESSA
There existed a place in my dreams that had endless possibilities. A place my family couldn't get to, couldn't taint or try to manipulate. It was so peaceful I had wished I never woke up sometimes.
No one ever appeared there, except this time. It was the same setting, the same contrast but he was there.
Zane.
With his brooding nature. A stoic expression and that clenched jaw.
He did nothing, said nothing just stared.
I almost thought it was just a statue. Even though it being there was already weird. Until he moved. Until he started to approach me. He was real there, and he was coming at me fast.
That was before stupid Garrett interrupted the dream. I should have taken a look at the caller before picking up.
“Did you hear a f*****g word I said? Where the f**k are my paintings
