#Chapter 267 The Talk

The nightmares did not stop. In fact, they got worse. By the end of that week, I was having at least one every night, and it was showing in behavior during the day. I could scarcely stay awake. At my new branch of Ever After Weddings, I had to sneak off into the breakroom whenever there were no customers around to take quick naps—and even those were littered with images of Gregory and Louise attacking me. I was not enjoying the same success that I had at the other branch, but I convinced myself that it was only the lack of sleep and the fact that I was just getting started in a new location. It would get better soon, I told myself. It had to. Noah and I hardly spent any time together after the attack. We saw each other at the apartment, but we rarely spoke about anything except for work. A couple times, Noah tried to breach the subject of my nightmares, but I shot him down every time. Without Andrew and my regular therapist around, I did not feel like talking about my nightmares wi