Liora's POV
We lay tangled on the couch. Both breathing hard.
His confession still echoed in my head.
That I'm already lost.
I wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe he meant it.
But doubt crept in.
"Jax," I whispered.
He didn't respond. Just stared at the ceiling.
"What aren't you telling me?"
His body tensed beneath me.
"Nothing."
"Liar." I sat up. Looked down at him. "You said you're already lost. What does that mean?"
He closed his eyes. "Drop it."
"No." I grabbed his face. Made him look at me. "You don't get to say something like that and then shut down."
"Liora..."
"Tell me the truth. All of it. Not the version you think I can handle. The real truth."
Silence stretched between us. Heavy.
Finally, he sat up. Moved away from me. Sta
