Jax’s P.OV

Her head fell on my shoulders, her head lapping on my right side. Val couldn’t control her feelings and emotions again, not any longer. I could feel tears beginning to wet the collar and side of my shirt, she was crying hard. but just that it was silent for now, I didn’t hear any wail.

“I’m sorry,” she said intently hiding her countenance from my sight. Her face still dipped in my shirt, I didn’t want her to feel guilty for so long. I didn’t know it’d stir her ...