Jo-anne POV.
She woke in her room. The light next to the bed was on, but the rest of the room was in complete darkness, and it all came back to her. She’d taken on T.J., something had come over her, her whole body had burned like it was on fire. Her whole damned back had burned so hot, and she’d felt so much anger and rage at being tossed aside. That something inside of her had just snapped, and she’d lost all control of herself and turned on her most trusted friend.
Her hand clamped over her mouth as a sob ripped out of her, as pain touched her heart at what she had done to him. Tears burned her eyes and she covered her face and cried, only to feel a pair of arms slide around her, and as she looked through her tears, she saw him right there. He didn’t even look mad at her.
“Shh.” T.J.
