Calista
After the mentally and emotionally taxing conversation with Mark and the added exhaustion from the conversation that transpired on Caelan’s apartment, I was more than ready to drift off to sleep. And I immediately did, as soon as I ended the call with Mark, promising to tell him about Caspian more later.
But unlike most of the nights of sleep triggered by exhaustion, I didn’t end up sleeping through the whole night and instead was transported into a dream…a nightmare? I’m not so sure, but what I’m certain about is the fact that the scene playing in front of me is as familiar as it could be.
The scene was all pretty and I can remember it clearly. The soft touch of the wind hitting my skin as they dragged me along the shore, the lovely feeling of the sun hitting my perfectly hap
