NALEDI’S POV

I woke up in my bedroom, underneath my covers, and in my robe.

My memories jogged up and within a second, I was on my feet, looking around for any signs of the intruder.

Everything was spot-clean and the previous crashes from our fight before just disappeared. It was like I had dreamed up the entire scene except for the fact that I could still feel a slight pain in my wrist.

Shocked, I rotated my right wrist - the supposed broken wrist - and it was as good as new. My eyes nearly bogged out of their sockets when I found my PSS gun lying on the...