CHAPTER 91

CHARLOTTE'S P.O.V Everything feels foggy and my head feels like someone is sticking a million needles into it at the same time. There is also the incessant beeping that just won't stop. I'm trying to raise my hands to my ears just to block out the sound but my hands feel like they are wrapped in cement. The beeping quieted and I felt a hand stroke my cheek softly and even though it feels different, I kept my eyes squeezed shut- I don't want to give Hunter the satisfaction of knowing that his touch puts me on edge. 'Charlotte," my name was like pure honey dripping from that voice- his voice and my eyes shot open. Grey clashed with green as I stared into his eyes never once blinking. I know I'm dreaming again but I don't want to wake up. 'It's not a dream baby," he said softly but I shook my head. I know how this works. I think it's him and he tells me the sweetest things. He tells me how much he loves me and that he doesn't hate me and I let myself believe it only for the dream to