Sara

"So what do we do now?" I asked Jaxon in a dull tone as we sat to enjoy the breakfast he'd made for me.

It all looked amazing, but I couldn't bring myself to try any of it, unsurprisingly; I didn't have much of an appetite after the reveal about my mother working with Cynthia. I felt a constant sick, swirling feeling in my stomach every time I reminded myself that whatever my mother had come back for–it wasn't me. Evidently, I was just one big pawn in her game ...