Chapter Seventy Six

Elena's POV:

I looked at his tired and sad face, and lost the fight between my heart and mind.

"Jake, I can't stay". I said.

He closed his eyes and took the deep breath.

"I know you can't stay". He said.

"But I'm staying, until you're awake". I said pushing him back on the bed and kicking my stilettos then jumped on the bed beside him.

He laughed at me and I smiled, settling my head on the pillow.

We stared at each other in peaceful silence.

He looked sleepy but his face was relaxed and it made me happy. My hand moved forward and touched his soft hair.

I always wanted to do that and at that moment, I was doing what my heart was telling me to do.

"Your hair feels soft". I mumbled.

He smiled at my words.

"My mom's hair was just like mine". He said.

I frowned at his words because his adoptive mother's hair is curly and doesn't look like his hair in any way. The color of her hair and texture was different.

"You mean Amanda? But her hair isn't like yours". I said to him.

"No, I'm talking a