Chapter Twelve
Garret
Work sucked.
Life sucked.
A week dragged past, and all I could think about was Lissa and her emotional state. Nothing good on TV, no book I cracked open or downloaded helped me escape from hell. I’d called Lily for updates, and found out Lissa hadn’t returned to work that entire week. It had taken three days for her mother to wake up from surgery, and while she seemed to be doing okay, she wasn’t yet in the right frame of mind.
Add in detoxing atop that fact, and I expected Lissa felt like she had her hands full—even with her mom still in the hospital. She’d been appointed ward over her mother and had pressed charges against the bastard who had beat the s**t out of her mom.
I wanted to help. I wanted to wrap Lissa in my arms, take away her pain and the stress. I
