Chapter 19.
Chapter 19: The Dream Within the Dream. Dream Dauntson. We had barely been home a few hours from the hospital, and something already felt... off. I sat at the edge of the bed in our newly decorated master bedroom, wrapped in a thick robe that Devon insisted I wear even though it was barely cold. My daughter Doria was asleep in her new fairy-themed room, safe and sound after the nightmare of the kidnapping. But me? I had been feeling off. Like a balloon filled with too much air—bloated, exhausted, dizzy, and nauseous. Everything made me sleepy, then hungry, then ready to puke all over again. It was like an emotional rollercoaster that refused to stop. At first, I thought maybe it was post-trauma. You know, the emotional whiplash of being kidnapped, drugged, tied up, and almost left fo
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