Cade has been asleep for over ten hours. He's beaten down and tired. His knuckles are bloody and he looks like a corpse.
I had no idea of Cade's plans to catch Dan. But I was glad he came out alive, and it was over. Although, by the look on his face the night before, I wasn't sure it was over. He looked haunted. The tears on his face surprised me.
What all had he kept inside of himself for all these years?
I cook us breakfast, and bring it to him in bed the next morning. He stirs for a moment before sitting up and rubbing the palm of his hand against his eyes. His dark gaze meets mine and I swallow my anxiety.
"Good morning," I say. "I made us breakfast."
"Do you need a ride to school?"
"I wrote my teachers and told them I was sick. I'll be out this week."
He scoots up and brings the tray onto his lap. "You don't have to watch me like I'm a kid, Jaden. I'll be fine."
I shrug. "I want to be here w
