Julian POV
Two days after Corbin’s funeral, I had made up my mind. I tried to go over things in my head over and over, and I couldn’t think of any other solution to our situation.
I was afraid that the Rogues would come back, and I didn’t want anyone else to die.
And I didn’t want Jax to get hurt.
It was early morning and Jax was still asleep. I watched as her chest rose and fell with every breath she took and gently pushed her hair out of her face. Her face looked so peaceful as she slept, a stark contrast to the worried frown she’s had on her face for the past few days.
Come to think of it, I rarely ever saw her looking really happy.
It felt like it had become my new dream, the one thing I’d wish for when I spotted a falling star in the sky.
I wanted Jax to be happy.
Becaus
