Amara''s nightmares were no ordinary bad dreams. While others might encounter<fnd6c6> Latest content published on find?novel</fnd6c6>


    a single perilous situation, she found herself trapped in three distinct nightmares in one night. Waking up felt like she had run a marathon.


    Finnian, sensing her unease, tightened his arm around her and whispered softly, "Do you still think about it sometimes?"


    Her nightmares were born of real events she''d lived through, and it was clear she hadn''t fully moved past them.


    Recalling Amara''s panic and helplessness during those times tugged at Finnian''s heartstrings. It was the dead of night, a time when emotions are raw and defenses are down. Having just woken from such a nightmare, Amara found herself overwhelmed with a wave of mncholy.


    "Why am I the one who keeps getting tangled up in these things?" shemented, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought I''d forgotten, but it seems I can''t quite let go..."


    The fleeting thought crossed her mind that maybe if she had someone to sleep next to, her nightmares would cease. But she quickly dismissed it as foolish.


    Finnian paused, then said, "The other day, when that car hit us on the highway, they''re still looking into it. We should have answers soon."


    The fact that they hadn''t yet identified who was behind that incident was fueling Amara''s nightmares.


    Gently, Finnian ran his fingers through her hair, aforting gesture. "Don''t worry," he reassured her. "No one will hurt you again."


    Amara had lost her mother at a young age, and her father might as well have been absent. She wasn''t used to beingforted like this, and it stirred a mix of emotions within her.


    For a fleeting moment, she wanted nothing more than to turn and bury herself in Finnian''s embrace and let the tears flow.


    But then she remembered Liliana, and the dream shattered. She pulled back slightly saying, "Mb Everly


    thank you for your help with that


    issue. It''ste, and I should get some


    more rest."  s


    It was a gentle way of asking him to leave, though Finnian was reluctant. "You might have another nightmare," he suggested. "I could stay with you."


    Was he suggesting they sleep together? Amara''s eyes widened, and she quickly replied, "No, Mr. Everly, that''s really not necessary. I''ll be fine on my own."


    Even before their divorce, they hadn''t often shared a bed. How could they start now? Her tone was resolute.


    Understanding her stance, Finnian nodded and stood up. "Alright then, rest well. If you need anything, just call me. I''m right next door."


    "Okay," Amara agreed with a nod.


    She had been staying at the Everly household for a couple of days, mainly to keep Mr. Kevin Everlypany With the rest of the family at the hospital, he was alone, and Amara''s presence helped keep his mind upied.  s


    One afternoon, after a nap, Amara was jolted awake by amotion. She sat up, groggy, hearing a sharp female voice echoing from outside her room.


    Slipping on her slippers, she


    ventured out to find a woman, perhaps in her mid-forties, attractive but with a somewhat severe expression, standing in the hallway. The woman was loudlyining, "How could you get rid of my things? I was just abroad for a few years, and now there''s no ce for me in this house. You servants really think you can just..."  s