Jackson's POV

　　I sat there beside her, looking both defeated and tired. I just wanted to get her back, but regardless of what I did there was no way of getting her back. The only hope I had was gone, and I could only sit there and watch as she slowly slipped away from me. John placed his hand on my shoulder.

　　He wasn't saying anything, but I knew he had a lot to say but was worried that it wasn't the right time to say anything. I needed some kind of distraction ...