Sam’s POV
It was like reliving my worst nightmare. But when I heard Nolan’s voice, I knew it wasn’t real. He wasn’t there; no one was.
My eyes snapped open. That’s when I knew I would never escape what happened, as those memories would never leave me. I pulled the blanket closer and cried my eyes out. Zola’s words of comfort didn’t reassure me. “How can I control what happens when I’m asleep?” I asked her, which she didn’t respond to .
“How can I help?” Nolan gently asked. Too distressed to respond, I just cried. The next thing I knew, Nolan was stroking my hair and telling me he would do anything to make the pain go away.
“I wish it were that easy,” I told him when I eventually began to calm down. Those traumatic events are going to live in my mind forever; no amount of t
