Chapter 18.
Keira’s POV.
I sat at the edge of the bathtub in the bathroom downstairs, with my legs inside it. The tub was rapidly filling up with water but I completely ignored it. The sound of the tap running in the background blurred into phase with the wavelength of my thoughts. Despite myself, I felt a little bit of pity for Jasper. The man had a lot of injuries buried deep in his soul. It went beyond the accident that affected his legs and I could tell. Anyone could tell— only if he let them.
I let out a sigh and allowed my mind wander to other things. Mrs. Hawthorne was yet to call me since the episode at her house the previous night. And I was glad she hadn’t called either. I wouldn’t have had the words to explain everything that had happened if she’d asked. I remembered the pill
