“You’re mistaken,” he tried to fuck with my mind by saying. “Confusing nightmares with reality, I reckon.” “No, I’m not.” I shook my head, feeling all kinds of fucked up and panicky. “I’m not confusing anything because I know what you did.” Swallowing deeply, I forced myself to choke out the words, “I remember.” “Oh yeah?” Stopping just short of me, he folded his arms across his chest and smirked. “Prove it.” Trembling from head to toe, I sidestepped his body and moved for my bed. “Actually, I can.”
