Chapter 103

JANE's POV

I was crying and wailing. I found myself lying on the floor and crying. It was an emotional moment for me; I couldn't breathe. I felt like the air had been sucked out of the room and that I was suffocating under the weight of the news. I looked around the hospital room, trying to make sense of it all. The machines were still beeping, and the fluorescent lights were still buzzing, but it all felt so distant, so far away.

It didn't seem real. I couldn't believe that Jaxson was dead. I couldn't accept it. I wanted to scream, to rage against the world, to make it stop. But I tried to scream and no sound was coming out. It felt like I was floating. I tried to turn and see who was patting my shoulder but my head couldn't move. It felt like an external force was holding it still, but the patting was still persistent; it didn't stop and the person kept calling out my name.

“Jane! Jane!!! Jane!!

I jerked up. It was a very terrible dream. I was gasping for air and for the first few