Xavier’s POV

A loud shrill of fright leaves my mouth as I struggle in my sleep and finally flicker my eyes open to see I am in my room.

I am wet all over and my breathing is hard. Instinctively, I sit upright on the bed with my gaze forward as I think over the dream again.

I thought I had gotten over it. It’s been a while since I had that dream but now it is back. This dream has haunted me for years and now it is back.

Why?

A fresh toxic stab of guilt consumes me immediately and I ...