Jax's P.O.V.
I can’t even look at her anymore. The sound of Ethan’s voice still lingers in my ears, echoing like an angry buzzing in my head. I push the door to my dad’s ward open, not sparing a glance at anyone. I need a f*****g break. I’m drowning in this chaos, and I can’t breathe.
I’m just going to go home for a quick nap—something to clear my head before I have to come back to all this s**t.
As I head down the hallway, I hear footsteps behind me. Sam. Of course, it’s her.
“Jax, wait!” Her voice cuts through the tension, a thread of urgency threading through her words.
I keep walking. I’m not in the mood for another fight. I’m not even sure what I’m feeling right now, but I can’t deal with it—especially not with her.
She catches up quickly, her pace matching mine as I push open t
