Chapter 14: A Crack in My Resolve

Jasper’s

Ella’s eyes haunted me. The way she looked at me—pained, defiant—stuck in my head long after my hand had struck her. For a moment, something twisted inside me. Guilt, maybe. Or regret. I couldn’t be sure, and I didn’t want to be.

I shoved the feeling away before it could grow. Why should I care? She had brought all of this on herself.

Even if she had cared for me when my mind was broken, even if she had stood by me when I had been lost, ...