Chapter 110: Gunfire in the Garden

Ella’s

The gun trembled violently in Jasper’s shaking hand, but his eyes were burning with a desperate, reckless fury. He looked exactly like a man who had already violently stepped over the edge of sanity and had no realistic intention of ever climbing back to the light. The beautiful, peaceful rose garden now felt like a cramped, suffocating cage.

“What exactly are you doing, Jasper?” I demanded, my voice cutting through the thick tension. “Have ...