The Wife He Never Loved
Before he could finish, the side doors opened again.
Jason walked in.
He pulled down his face mask, revealing his pale but resolute face.
Sweat glistened on his forehead from the pain of his wound. His eyes immediately found Aria across the room. He saw the marks on her cheeks, the tears in her eyes, the way she looked at him with raw, desperate relief.
That look gave him strength.
“It’s over for you all,” Jason said, voice low but carrying through the chaos.
Kyle’s face twisted in shock.