Chapter 22“You look like hell,” Arae quipped when I greeted her the next morning.
A part of me wanted to trip her on the way to breakfast. But instead, I bit my tongue and remained silent. I ignored her comments about my jeans and comfy sweatshirt, too. I didn’t care enough to respond. Despite trying to go back to sleep, I hadn’t been able to. I had wanted to slip back into the dream and be with my dad again but...
God, I just wanted my dad back.
I wanted to close my eyes and go back to our home...back to him and I... couldn’t.
Tears stirred to life in my eyes and I quickly turned my gaze away. The last thing I wanted was Arae to bring me unwanted attention, especially at breakfast. As we turned into the dining area, I was relieved to find the dining table empty. It was only Arae and I
