I pulled to the side of the road that was safe, and parked the car there. I wanted to help Kaitlin somehow. I felt responsible for what I had done to her. I wanted to help try to fix her broken heart as much as possible. I wanted to keep that small light left in her somehow.

"What was it about?" I asked in a calm, caring voice. I had turned my head to face her. I gave her a soft, concerned face.

She took a deep breath then started telling me, "I was dreaming that I was drowning in the water. I don't understand why because I'm not even afraid of water. Maybe it was supposed to mean I'm drowning emotionally and mentally." She shrugged and sighed again, "Anyways... I was in the ocean. Then I saw you with me. You were drowning with me."

"I tried going to you as quickly as possible to somehow save you." Her voice started to break the more she talked. Just now she sounded emotional and sad. "I-I tried helping you... But I failed... a-and I lost you..." She looked up at me with sadness and fear in her eyes. "I don't wanna lose you, Allan.

"I'm so scared to lose you. I don't know what I would do myself if you were gone..." Tears welled up in her eyes once more. "I know it's stupid, and I'm sorry for crying so much today. I'm a huge mess. I'm so sorry you have to see me weak and a mess... Ugh."

"I'm so sorry..." She sighed.

I knew she usually didn't fall apart this easily. It's because of me that she's this way. "It's not your fault, Kaitlin. Trust me. You did nothing wrong. It's my fault you are this way. That you are scared and have nightmares. I caused you this pain, though I don't know if I could ever repair your broken, scared heart."