Chapter 30: Nightmares

KEIRA’s POV

I jolted up from my sleep in the middle of the night, sweating and panting profusely. As I glanced around my dark room and realised it was only a dream, I gave a deep sigh of relief. It has been another of my nightmare episodes that will not stop recurring since that day.

I had not been getting them for a few weeks and I had thought they were completely gone. I had no idea why the nightmares were coming back now, but I did not like it. They made me feel some type of way that was hard to explain.

No one would ever fully get me. Except for Clint, of course. He just understood me. And it might only be the natural relatability that came with being a therapist. Whatever it was, it made me feel seen and heard. Something that had not happened in a very long time.

Now fully wide awake, I climbed out of my bed and walked over to my shelves, running my fingers along the books stacked up there until my hands found what they were looking for. My family's picture album. I had not op