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Lilian pov For the rest of the week and the extra few days until my birthday I avoided Kurt like the plague. Adaline, Tate, and Brandos left to go to the Snow moon pack for a week, leaving Caileen with the two boys and I used helping her as an excuse to stay away from Kurt. More than once I slept in Caileen’s bed with her, afraid my nightmares would chase a half-naked Kurt into my room again. My nightmares had taken a new turn lately. Maybe it was because I was starting to slowly believe Kurt really did have feelings for me, but I had been dreaming of the past with Derrick more and more. Every morning I woke up in tears screaming, the last images I could remember was Derrick smiling while flames kissed him, the packhouse burning down around him. The words he spoke to me in my dreams, fo