CHAPTER 124

How could Don be this way now when I always knew him as my bully? Why did he feel so much apprehension to do all he could to make up for all the years of his mistreatment towards me? I thought it'd make me feel nice and like him more but I only felt pity for him. He couldn't even live his life well because of this guilt gnawing at him.

I didn't want this for him.

And then also, the dream. If Don had significant dreams too, did he have the power of dreaming? Deciphering the dream was another issue because I was so bad doing that with even the visions I had talkless of a dream. I'd tell Adrian about it to see maybe he could explain it to me.

But the thought of Jaxon, my own friend of how many years, killing me?

No, it was so unbelievable. Don was just being paranoid.

Still, I wanted to believe in him, to believe that he could change and become a better person. But I couldn't ignore the past and the hurt he had caused. What if his mental health was all a facade? Was he just trying to ge