Lisa’s POV
Where I stood, I was stunned.
I couldn't understand how this woman had just narrated the exact dream I had been having for years.
That was my dream.
I didn’t remember it ever happening, yet I had always seen myself in that dream—talking to a young boy in the woods before my mother came for me. In the dream, the boy had hidden behind a tree, and before leaving, I had thrown something at him.
Now, this strange woman had described the exact same thing, down to the smallest detail.
What was happening?
A chill ran down my spine as my fingers clenched into fists.
Was this just some bizarre coincidence? Or… was this a memory buried deep within me, one I had long forgotten?
“Nathan…” I called softly, hoping to snap him out of whatever trance he was in.
But he ignored me.
My h
