Jessica’s POV
Later that evening, I went back to my room and slammed myself down on my bed, feeling completely exhausted.
A lot of things happened. My Mom’s death… Ralph’s Dead… And now Zane and I…
I didn’t know when it started, but I suddenly started feeling so overwhelmed. It’s like that now that most of heaviness in my heart were starting to melt, did I only started to realized how heavy it was that I was carrying in the beginning.
“Agh!” I shouted in a controlled voice as I grabbed my pillow and hugged it as tight as I could as I tried to relax. But when I did, I wished I didn’t because as soon as my mind calmed down, rational thoughts rushed into me. Thoughts which I should be worried about.
What I said to Zane wasn’t something just to scare him off. It was real. The main threat
