Jasmine’s POV
For the first time in days, the heavy, suffocating weight in the air felt a little lighter when l woke up.
Garrett had kept his word. After our confrontation in the hallway yesterday, he went back to the Bloodstain Pack pack but he left a few subtle unit for our protection.
I sat on the couch with cup of tea, my mind was still spinning from everything that had happened, and I desperately needed time to breathe, to hold my son, and to gather my thoughts.
In the corner of the room, Orson was sitting on the carpet moving his blue plastic airplane around his toy blocks. Seeing him alive, safe, and giggling filled my chest with overwhelming happiness.
The front door opened and Fred walked.
"Good morning, Jas" he said taking off his coat and hanging it near the door.
"Mornin
