Chapter thirty

JASON’s POV….

I knew she must have being saddened when she saw I didn’t really care about Cora’s death but what could I do? Was I to feign something I didn’t care about? I sighed as she walked to the door before turning to me and telling me she would go get food.

I nodded as she walked out. Something in me was telling me to call her back and not let her go but then I shoved it aside, what was the worst that could happen? Not like I was willing to take any risks with her but at the same time, I didn’t think any one would dare touch her, especially now that I was back.

My whole body was aching badly and even though her touch soothed it at that time, I no longer felt soothed as it was aching badly. While she treated my wounds, I didn’t want to show her that it hurt because I felt it would bother her but now, I was beating my pain all by myself.

I groaned as I laid on the bed, on my stomach, hoping it would reduce the pain in my back but it didn’t. I started wondering, how was