It was yet another dream. Stephanie saw her younger self playing with Nathan as a little girl. She was conscious of herself in this dream. Her memories were coming together. She and Nathan played together for four months at the orphanage. Which meant, he was treated like a girl for more than four months, and she may have been his only friend. She understood why he’d never want to speak of it. It wasn’t a jolly memory.

Her alarm clock rang, jolting her from the dream. She grabbed it sleepily and nearly crashed it on the wall before restraining herself. She had things to do today, and the wind of...