Bab 104: Emotional Ella

Jason POV:

I gently laid her down on the couch, making sure she was comfortable before stepping back toward the door. I needed to grab the bags I'd left outside, but as soon as I moved, she murmured something faint, like "Close the door on your way out."

As if.

She really thought I'd just walk away and leave her like this? Yeah, no. She'd have to try a lot harder than that to make me leave. Ella clearly wasn't okay, and even if she didn't want to admit it, I wasn't about to abandon her.

I grabbed the shopping bag from the doorstep, shut the door, and brought it to the table. As I set it down, I glanced at her curled-up form on the couch. She looked so small like that, and it hit me just how tough she always tried to act—like nothing ever got to her. But tonight, the cracks were showing, and damn if it didn't make me feel something deep in my chest.