Erin’s POV
I sat in my living room, staring at the letters from Dreamer. I had been holding them for hours, reading and re-reading each word, trying to make sense of it all. But the more I read, the more conflicted I became.
Dreamer was offering me a way out, promising me safety and a new life for me and my child. It was an enticing offer, but at what cost? I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to his offer. Something sinister and dangerous.
I knew that I couldn't tell my fiancé about the letters. He was already angry and violent enough, and I didn't want to make things worse. But I also couldn't keep this a secret from Jasmine. She deserved to know the truth, and I owed her that much.
But how could I tell her? Dreamer had warned me not to say anything, and I knew
