Sara
“How are you feeling?" Jaxon asked as he buttoned his shirt. I smiled as best I could.
“I'm okay. My ribs feel a bit between," I replied. I did a quick assessment of my body to see if that was really true. Everything felt a little better, but my hip and my ribs were still sore to the touch.
Emotionally, I felt better, stronger. I continued to feel safer every day, especially since Jaxon kept his promise. It'd been a week since his statement to the company and the press, and he hadn't left the house since, though he did go down to his office to work often.
I was doing my best to finish the manuscript he gave me–anything to occupy my time. Jaxon had gotten me a new computer and transferred all of my files. It was fancier than anything I'd ever owned before, and it was still takin
