Laura’s Pov
I dressed in Jade’s jacket and hold it close to me.
I know I’m supposed to heal, but I don’t feel ready for that. I want to mourn him still, I still want to smell him and have him close, even if it’s just wearing his jacket.
I still haven’t figured out what I would do for a living. I don’t see myself as a lawyer anymore. I want to do something exciting, not something where I have to chase leads the way I did for the past couple of months.
I sit down on the floor, my mind still not connecting with the fact that Jade is gone.
I called out His name when I opened my eyes, which started feeling heavy and like sandpaper. My heart instantly pains while I keep repeating his name. He’s dead, and he’s not coming back this time.
I would’ve rather been in danger with him than witho
