Chapter 28 Chapter 11: Troubled Dreams and Troubling Fathers

Warmth against my curled fist pulled me from troubled dreams. My eyes fluttered open to find Roland’s figure beside the bed, and glanced at his hand atop my own. Steam rose from what seemed to be a cup of coffee in his other hand, the rich aroma filling the air.

I sat upright, pulling my hand in ref...

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