A dream dragged me very viciously into my consciousness. I don’t usually dream, maybe my mind was too full when I came back from Germany a few hours ago. I saw Sean being beaten in the dream, my heart sank thinking about it, I blinked my eyes and immediately chased the damn dream away, ever since the confession of his sad childhood memories in Venice, I’ve been wanting to know more about what he’s been through. Sean just entered the room and approached me with his million star charm smile, he kissed the top of my head inhaling the scent of my hair and sat on the edge of the...