Thirty minutes had passed since Marla had walked out of Jace's room, thirty long minutes, but Jace was yet to find himself. Just one thought ran through his mind.
Jace had changed out of his formal shirt and trousers into a simple black top and grey shorts. His body felt more relaxed now, but his mind was far from rest. The soft fabric of the cloth couldn't overshadow the ache in his bones or the storm in his mind. He was supposed to take a long shower to cool off his body from the rising temperature.
Possibly even ease the tension crawling up his spine, but instead, he sat there with his elbows on the table. He was unable to muster the energy or will to step into the shower, talk more, or eat the food. His eyes stared at an empty space beside him, not that he was looking at anything sp
