*Jax*
I watched her sleep.
Watching her sleep soothed me once. It did little to soothe me now.
She was tossing and turning, restless. She almost seemed as if she were having a bad dream. I thought about waking her up, pulling her from her nightmare. I decided against it, though, because her nightmare couldn’t possibly be worse than what would greet her when she woke up.
I’d known what a gift Colette was for me from the moment I saw her in the library. I’d known she would change me, that she would melt the cold corners of my heart and blaze through me like wildfire, burning away at the ice in my heart, leaving fresh soil for love to grow.
I’d never thought about what her leaving me would cost me. Until now, when I knew it was a certainty that she would.
She would hate me. She woul
