I crave normal and I need Jasper to give it to me.
Thanks to the silencing spell I placed on myself, he’s unaware of how often I leave the bed during the day to throw up. The truth is, I’m worsening far beyond what Jasper knows—what I allow him to see. He’s by my side at night, but when he’s gone in the day, I pretend like things are okay.
Things are not okay, not at all, and before it gets worse, I want a final round with him.
I lean in, noting his dilated pupils, but he doesn’t stop me as I press my lips to his, demanding he take over. He responds to my unspoken request and stands, keeping his arms tightly around my body as he walks us from the office and down the hallway back to his bedroom.
The familiar, soft mattress I’ve become accustomed to meets my back as he lays me down, inst
