Chapter 44: The Punch

Calla’s POV

In the dream, Vaughn was different.

I saw the version of him that I had only ever caught in bits and pieces. A small smile here. The wind catching his hair there. A momentary pause on a breath, like for a brief second, he was at a loss for words.

In my dream, he was gentle and kind to me. He stood next to me in the sunlit field while Cleo ran ahead, and he gently brushed the hair out o