Roland’s pov
I have been having scary nightmares since I turned 27 it means my time us bear already.
“Good day Roland.” Sarah greeted from afar and slowly walked closer to me.
“What is it? You don't look bright this morning.” I grabbed my cup of coffee and sipped it.
“I had the sand nightmare again.” Sarah's smile slowly faded as she sat on the couch beside me.
“I am trying out a new concussion for you, the same one I gave Diego’s father.” I know Sarah was saying this to make me feel better, but it wasn't working because I know she had done everything in her power to cure me but none has been effective.
“Sarah…”
“I know what you're thinking, you don't think the concussion will be effective this time, I understand your reason go doubt it but why don't you trust me thi
