Chapter 5

After I said that, everything went quiet.

Bryan looked like he'd turned to stone. He stood there, his face frozen in pure shock and disbelief.

"W-What did you say?" Bryan finally managed to ask, his voice rough and dry.

"I said, I dreamed you picked Aria, and stood there watching me get blown up right in front of you," I repeated, my voice so calm that it was like I was talking about someone else's story.

"That's ridiculous," Bryan shouted, slamming his hand down on the table so hard that the divorce papers jumped. "Abigail, it was a dream. How…