CHAPTER 14
BARAN
It was the same nightmare. He was in that in-between state of replaying the same scene over and over, both experiencing it as a ten-year-old and from the view of his adult self. He knew it was a dream, but that didn't stop him from reliving it.
He was stuck in that smelly kitchen again. His sister’s eyes were big, round pools of fear. Her tiny hand clutched his, afraid to let go. Then that man came and pulled Leyla away from him. Baran yanked her back with all his might, but he was no match against a grown man.
He sat bolt upright in bed, his body covered in sweat. That same f*****g dream, over and over. It was like a movie playing inside his head, a compilation of his biggest fuckups.
I should have never let go of her hand…
Muttering a curse, he got out of bed and s
