Chapter 518

Finally, Jace had picked up on something off about Wayne.

I took a sip, buying time. "Why don't you ask him yourself? I don't have the energy to think about anyone right now."

His face went flat. "Yeah, you don't have to keep reminding me."

"Just being honest," I shrugged, then coughed, and Jace reached over, patting my back.

"Does Hayden even know you got hurt?" His question hit right where it hurt.

I held the cup in my hands, the warmth chasing away the chill in my body but doing nothing for the cold ache in my chest. "He came... then he left."

Jace didn't say anything, so I handed the cup back. "I'm exhausted. I need to sleep."

I lay down, and he stayed right there, just sitting by my side. My fever made my eyelids feel heavy, and as I drifted off, I thought I heard him murmur, "You didn't seem this broken when we broke up."

Seriously? He was still hung up on that?

But he wasn't wrong. Breaking up with him hadn't hurt the way this did.

"Maybe it's because you hurt me slowl