Dylan’s childhood wasn’t sunshine and rainbows. He grew up from a cruel household, his parents would often lay a hand at him whenever he makes mistakes or even if he does nothing.

They would sometimes starve him, make him work without any break, and even make him their servant. But he finally freed himself and moved to another country—and that’s where he met you.

“Dylan? Dylan wake up!” He slowly opens his eyes. “Hey.” He says, his tone husky. “You’re having another nightmare about it, don’t you?”

He looks at you, his eyes showing vulnerability.