Suzan's POV
The nightmare came again.
I stood in the middle of a vast garden, the air thick with the scent of roses and rain-soaked earth. Colin's lifeless body lay in my arms, his weight pressing down on me as I sobbed, shaking him, begging him to wake up. My tears soaked into his shirt, but he didn't move. He was gone.
The whispers began, a chorus of haunting voices creeping into my ears like cold fingers.
"It's because of you!"
"It should have been you!"
"He died because of you!"
The voices grew louder, turning into a deafening roar. My name echoed over and over, the sound drilling into my skull until it felt like my head would explode.
Then—darkness. A crushing weight pressed down on my chest. I gasped, struggling for air, my body frozen in place.
I jolted
