CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
PRIYAThe only concept crazier than escaping this hellhole is the idea of wanting to be physically vulnerable with another person. After so much physical abuse in this place, the human touch makes me cringe. Still, I allow my body to face this fear when it comes to Jax. The remnants of his touch burn into my skin as I stand immobile. I don’t want to stay away from you anymore . . . I’ll see you soon, Priya.
When my body finally responds, my legs start to move automatically. I follow them without resistance, my mind too hazy to think straight. Every instinct tells me to run far away from Jax, that what I feel is a delusion, a trick of some sort he is playing to gain my trust. But every nerve in my body screams in agony and joy at the loss and gain of his presence. I kno
