Adina's POV

I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest like a trapped bird. The dream, so vivid and real, lingered in my mind. Nathan, he was there on the hill and in the fog. I could still feel the warmth of his presence, the raw desperation in his voice. But it couldn't be. It was impossible. It had to be a trick of my mind, a cruel twist of a dream fueled by my loneliness and my longing for him. I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes. It was only a dream.

Just then, Jackson’s ...