Nadia’s POV
For as long as I could remember, I had always had this nightmare where I was trapped in a wrecked car as a little girl with a young boy, a man and a woman whose faces I could not remember. After I noticed that my parents never really cared about the nightmares aside from taking me to see therapists that never really helped, I stopped telling them about the nightmares and took it as a normal thing.
So, hearing Riya tell me that the car crash I was in reminded her of her sister’s and asking me personal questions made me curious. I needed answers too.
The next morning, I picked Riya from Hiram’s mansion with my car and hit the road to my parents’ place. As I drove, I stole a few glances at Riya’s way. She looked lost in her thoughts and far from present. I wondered what she wa
