CHAPTER 92

Cassie's POV

Feeling guilty is an understatement of what I feel right now. I begin to weep again when I stare at Jordan's lifeless body on the hospital bed with oxygen and different kinds of tubes attached to his face and body.

I have been crying and praying for him to wake up so I can tell him I am sorry and he is forgiven. I want him to look at me again.

I want him to beg me to listen to him again. I wish I could go back in time to the day he was hit by an unknown car, I would have acted differently.

I wouldn't have been so stubborn to listen to him if I had known this would happen.

I wish I had listened to him and swallowed my pride by entering his car so he could drive us home. I should have been patient enough for us to be home before speaking back at him and acting childish by racing on the street.

Why didn't the car hit me instead? Why does it have to be Jordan who has gone through so much pain already?

I thought I had Jordan figured out, I thought I knew him already but I rea