JAYDEN
I knew when I struck that bargain with my blasted stepsister that I was digging my own grave. I was lighting up hell and giving in to my demons as long as it bought me more time - to stop being selfish and get my head on straight - but who the f**k was I deceiving?
One portion of my brain had repeatedly advised me that the truce was a stupid concept. But, of course, I did not listen to myself. Or I did listen, but not to that part of my brain. Instead, I listened to the other, and now I'm paying the price most drastically.
I was so intent on pursuing some form of cordiality between us, hoping for the consolation it would provide, that I had no idea how much more excruciating our newfound boundaries would be.
Frankly, I've taken the brunt of it because every day with Freya is a
