Willow
I'm numb.
Too f*****g numb to think or feel the shame and resentment that is threatening to devour me from the inside out.
It was supposed to be a simple deal, yes, but I should have known that there is nothing remotely simple about Jack Carter.
“Omg, Willow!” Ava's gasp pulls me out of my reverie, and I turn slowly to see her jogging towards me.
I swallow hard, schooling my features as she approaches, and when she does, she's breathing hard, swiping a bead of sweat that rolled down her forehead.
“What took you so long?” she admonishes while I just shrug.
“Never mind that; did you talk to him?” she asks, her eyes wide with anticipation while I stare back with unfeeling eyes as thoughts raced in my head.
Should I lie to her about what his condition was? No. Wouldn't it be eas
