VERA'S POV
I couldn't stop crying no matter how much Jack tried to console me. My heart was heavy and unforgiving towards whoever that has been haunting me like that.
That thought brought my mind back to Nathan. I hadn't seen him since the day I told him that he was the one who had been sending those letters and flowers to me.
Now I don't know if my assumptions were right or wrong. I'm not crying because I am scared, I already made preparations to leave Downtown, but there's Jackson.
I don't know how I was able to live all those years that I haven't met him, but I will definitely wet my pillow every night if I stay far away from him.
I took the milk he gave to me, swallowed it in one gulp, and told him that I wanted to be left alone.
Tim has always been a good and understanding kid,
