Her Return

Chase POV

I’ve barely spoken. Jax and Blake have been doing most of the talking. Me? I’ve sat quietly, listening and watching everything unfold. I accept that I don’t deserve her, and I don’t deserve for her to even listen to me. I caused all of this. At first, I refused to believe she would do it, but then I reverted to my usual self and didn’t want to look any deeper.

Jax and Blake had no idea how far I planned to go that day, and since then, neither of them has really spoken to me. I don’t blame them. The fact is, I locked myself down as soon as I saw the pictures. I built up the walls she had worked so hard to break down and switched everything off.

I didn’t see Jax or Blake. I didn’t see how they were hurting. I just bulldozed in and screwed up everything. Only this time, I was wrong. This time, I hurt them more than the threat would have.

So, I can’t speak because I have no idea where the hell to start. Other than to defend Blake and Jax, which she doesn’t want, but that’s my in