Liz's POV

Luckily, I was able to convince Sarah or so I thought, because the moment I walked out of the bathroom and settled back on the bed, staring at the white walls, she cleared her throat and the huge question left her lips

"How terrible was the nightmare?"

I wanted to pretend, but then I remembered that I had already told her about my nightmare several times when I first became conscious

"It was horrible" I replied with a light heave.

"Did you see me? Was that why you touched my face?" She asked again and I nodded, without a word this time. "You wanna talk about the dream?"...