Jaxon
It has been a long day with James–too long. My head swirled with too much information and too much skepticism. Nothing felt real or trustworthy. All of it only made me feel more desperate to get home to Sara. Thinking of her again set a different kind of knot in my stomach. Would she understand? Would she only feel more hurt and betrayed? I wasn't sure. I didn't want to hurt her anymore or upset her. But James was right: until we got rid of Cynthia and her plans, there was no happy future for me and Sara anymore.
She looked contemplative, sitting on the bed. She looked like she had been in the same stiff position for a long time.
I called out to her and she turned to look at me. There was a different sort of look in her eye, something I hadn't seen before. It left me feeling unea
