(Grace)
Panic spread through me like wild fire. Even though I knew this was always the plan, even though I had actually come to love Jax, I was still petrified. I couldn't go to the packhouse. I needed space to breathe.
"I can't do this right now," I breathed as my heart raced. "I need ....I don't know what I need but....please don't follow me."
I turned and my feet carried me away. As my eyes blurred with tears my feet brought me to the one person who could always comfort me. I just prayed he would do it.....one more time.
I sighed in relief when I realized Jax respected my request not to follow me. I tentatively opened the hospital room door, peeking in. Silas wasn't looking my way. His gaze was fixed on the window.
I shut the door behind me and glided over to the chair I had be
