#Chapter47

Breya

Despite my current state of disorientation and confusion, my body fumbled out of Jacksons grasp quicker than I could process. I shuffled back to put as much distance between us as possible.

I was halted to an abrupt stop as my back hit the metal bars to the cell, I was apparently in. I hissed at the pain it caused my already sore ribs. Snapping my eyes back to Jackson I didn't miss the look of hurt that danced across his Icey orbs. He seemed hurt by reaction which only lead to further confusion for me.

I couldn't help but notice the condition he was in, while his...