Jason Grace Death Novels & Stories

He lost some weight, yes, but that's normal for someone who hardly slept. “You're lying.” I shook my head. “This is some trick. Some fucked-up game you and Kielan cooked up to—” “To what?” He stepped closer, and this time I didn't raise my bag. “To give away everything he built? To disappear? To watch you from a distance because he can't bear to be near you knowing what he's done?” I raised a brow. “Done? What has he done?” Jason's jaw tightened. He looked away for a few seconds before his gaze returned to my face. “He didn't ghost you because of another woman, Lylah. He ghosted you because he's dying.”