CHAPTER HUNDERED AND SIXTY-SEVEN

I stopped crying at some point and picked up my system. I couldn’t go to bed when Jared needed rest and I didn’t want to disturb him either. Instead, I decided to work on the files. My eyes were puffy and definitely bloodshot but I had to push through. There was too much work and I knew I wasn’t getting any sleep soon.

At some point around 3:30am, I stretched my back and a crack sounded. I’d been hunched over for so long that sitting straight didn’t seem natural. I clicked on send and yawned. I actually did it. Hundreds of files and I actually did it.

I should’ve felt proud of myself but I couldn’t, not when I felt this guilt within me.

“Why aren’t you in bed?” My head snapped up to find Jared standing in the door way. His hair was a bird’s nest and he was bare-chested. His pants hanging low on his hips was almost a distraction if I didn’t remember that he was mad at me.

“I… uh… I had work to do and you needed to rest. I didn’t want to disturb your sleep.” I closed the lid of my la