A few days passed and I hadn’t left the hotel room. I just sat in bed, watching tv or sleeping. I’d get up and shower or go to the bathroom, but then I’d come right back to bed.
Every night I have cried myself to sleep, wrapped in Jackson’s arms like a baby. I couldn’t control the sadness that my heart was feeling. I wanted so badly to leave and never come back, but Jackson had shown me that there was no way that I would ever be able to leave without him finding out and following me.
He spent a lot of time sitting outside the room, on the phone to different members of the pack, sometimes he sounded angry and other times upset. He would come back into the room and cuddle up to me in the bed, never saying a word.
Today has been much the same, Jackson was outside on the phone f
