Chapter 8
Desiree
I dream Jasper’s in his bed crying for me. I try to comfort him, but he can’t feel my arms, doesn’t hear my words. I’m a ghost to him.
I wake up to the sound of Gio’s groan. I remember it’s Jasper’s birthday before I even open my eyes. It’s been four days since Junior kidnapped me and brought me here to take care of Gio. It feels like months. And I just want to be home right now, where I could cry into my pillow all day without seeing anyone.
Of course, I knew this day was coming. I knew it like a countdown to a massive breakdown for me. Weight crushes my chest. I feel two hundred years old as I ease out of bed.
I check Gio’s vitals and add more painkiller to his IV before I head to the shower.
The tears start while I’m in there and they just don’t stop. Not like fu
