Chapter Thirty Seven
Jax's POV I sit by her bedside, and I can't take my eyes off her. Her skin is pale and cold, I hate myself for letting this happen. We're a bunch of f*****g idiots for letting her run, I should have listened to Brett, I should have never let her go to the bar by herself. "Why did you leave?" I say. She's silent. I continue "We should have protected you, we should have done better." Tears begin to fall down her cheeks. "Mauve, please don't cry." I say grabbing her hands, she lets out a sob. "You were just trying to protect me." She says through her tears. I feel sick knowing that this could have been prevented. I stand up and walk around the room, I want to punch something, anything, just to release my anger. I can't do that with her in the room though. I hear a knock at the door, I kn
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