Chapter 115- Shock

Damon's pov. 

I went back to sleep instantly after I had thought about the dream.

I didn't want to think much about it because it could just make me regret my life, regret everything that had happened.

 

I rubbed my face and got ready for the day.

 

Thankfully the pills hadn't worked more than making me feel dizzy.

 

 

I could still feel the dream—Zarah laughing, our son cuddling in my arms, and the abrupt darkness that engulfed them. 

 

Rubbing my hands over my face I forced myself to stand. That had seemed so real Too genuine. More than the memory hurting my heart, a piercing thought took root in my chest.

 

I would track them down. I knew that something was wrong but if someone had handed them someplace, I would have rescued them and set the place on fire these were just mere assumptions though and I prayed that it didn't happen.