I didn't want to read too much into it but from the moment I stepped into my bedroom with Jake to the moment I slid out of bed, leaving him sleeping, and snuck downstairs I had no visions whatsoever. There was a lot of skin to skin contact and nothing happened the entire time. I was so relieved I was practically exhausted. I was able to enjoy his company without the concern of seeing things he probably wouldn't want me to see. Maybe I only saw visions when they were pertinent or immediate or with only select people. Whatever the rationale was I was incredibly grateful to have not even had a glimmer into Jake's life.
When I snuck into the kitchen and was filling up the glass, I had pulled out of the cabinet earlier, I turned around to see a green eyed black cat blinking up at me from the f
