Chapter 18

I paced the hallway impatiently while bitting down on my fingernails.

“What's taking them so long?” I muttered to myself.

I had been waiting for over an hour.

I wasn't about to let an opportunity at a conversation with Jason slip through my fingers, so I waited.

I hadn't meant to eavesdrop but when I pressed my ear to the door to know if they were still talking business or if they were already rounding up, I heard Jason talking about the funeral.

My funeral.

I had to find a way to tell him the truth before then.

The door creaked open a few minutes later and he stepped out.

Time stopped at the same time I stopped moving and a small sigh escaped my lips.

His head was cast towards the ground as he walked towards me and I stood right in his way.

He stopped a few feet away from me and looked up.

His hair was longer than it used to be and light stubbles littered his chin.

My heart tugged as I took in his features.

He was sad and I hated that I was the reason.

“You,” he said flatly.

“I was w