#Chapter82

Jasper's POV

I watched as Ava took a quiet breath on a hospital bed. Sleeping peacefully. She passed out in the car when I carried her outside. And I was glad. I was glad because I did not want her to see me in tears. As far as I could remember, it had been more than ten years since I had my last cry. Nothing had me more emotional than seeing her like that. Beaten, helpless, a crying mess. 

Watching her like that was so damn difficult. Her pain seemed to invade my own skin. It was such a prickly feeling, as if I was invaded by needles, to...