Chapitre 218: CHAPTER 218 Perspective

　　~ JESSE ~

　　I woke up the next morning on the couch with a crick in my neck and a heart hammering in my chest.

　　It took a second to remember what had happened, and why I felt like a pit was opening in my stomach. But when I did…

　　I sat up, pushing my hair back and looking around. The chamber was empty and even though there was no sunlight here, somehow I could tell that I had overslept.

　　Or rather, that I had slept late.

　　I'd sat on that couch for at least an hour after Cazz walked out, just in case he changed his mind and came back. But I refused to ask him to. And even though he didn't shut off the bond- which kept me sane- he also didn't use it.

　　When I examined that cord between us, it gave me the same feeling as sitting in the same room as a person I knew wasn't speaking to me.

　　Proximity was not the same as intimacy.

　　The problem was, I didn't know how to bridge that gap. And I didn't think I wanted to.