His Mate
“Like I’ve told you and everyone else who asked, I don’t know what happened that night. I was knocked out when I was in the house, and I wake up in the hospital with you. I don’t remember who broke in and took me, nor did I hear their voice or see anything that could hint me to the culprit. So stop asking me, it’s pointless!”
Jackson stays silent, he deeply studies my expressions. I stare back with a brave face, not willing to break for his sake and for everyone else.
After a moment of difficult tension, Jackson sighs and lets go of my shoulders. He turns around and heads out the living room. But before he left, he stops at the frame with his back towards me.
“You know,” He starts. “There’s
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