Chapter 57

JAX:

"How are you still alive?" she asks me as I lay her down on the bed.

She looks all fragile that even the tone of her voice sounds forced. I try not to focus on that as I make her comfortable on the bed instead, my touch on her gentle.

"Don't worry about me, Rozeta," I say to her, putting over her the bedsheet to make her more comfortable.

"But I want to know," she insists. "You died in front of my eyes. Or am I dreaming?"

My finger makes its way to her lips, hushing her in the process. "It's not a dream," I say solemnly. "Just sleep. We'll talk about this when you're awake,"

I notice her eyes start to get drowsy and it was my cue to let her be. But she grabs my arm before I could put it to my side, holding on to my wrist tightly.

"Don't go... Jax..." she mutters. "Stay with me."

I push her hand into mine, caressing it affectionately. I made sure my touch on her was too gentle to ensure that she feels okay.

She falls asleep in no time while I watch her face. There was a scar on it