Meghan's POV
I was awake again by a nightmare. Unlike the past few days where I cry loud and even shout once I am having a nightmare about Uncle John, today I just woke up catching my breath without tears in my eyes.
I looked around and I found myself alone in Connor's room. My eyes landed on his alarm clock and the date written in the lower part caught my attention, it is my father's death anniversary today. I stood up immediately to look for Connor and I saw him cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
"Connor," I called his name and he turned his head towards my direction.
"Good morning Meghan." He greeted me with a smile on his face.
"Good morning." I greeted back and returned a sweet smile.
"Did you have a good sleep?" He asked still looking at me.
"Yeah," I answered and sat on the ch
