My sleep was filled with dreams again. At first I dreamed about Jackson being with that other girl. After that I went straight into a dream about the baby I lost. I know that it was basically still just a peanut, but in my dream, I carried the baby until I was almost full term, then I had a miscarriage. I woke up from the dream, screaming and crying for my baby.
Within seconds, both Max and Leo ran into my bedroom. Max immediately sprinted to bed as soon as saw me sitting up and pulling handfuls of my hair out. He literally jumped on the bed and pushed me to my back. He straddled my legs as he grabbed my wrists and held them tight. "Leo, get over here and help me," Max shouted.
I was still uncontrollably crying and screaming for my baby, while I squirmed under Max
