Celia's POV
The morning sun shines on my face as I toss and turn in the bedroom Jake has given me. I looked in on Lia and Lou a couple of times during the rest of the evening, and they were out like lights - both of them. I sigh. I haven't slept all that great to be honest, which is no fault of the bed, and has everything to do with the conversation last night. I finally got an answer to why Jake had been away for 3 years, and it wasn't an encouraging one. He had been looking into Jared's death.
"Is he dead?" I asked, and Jake sighed before nodding. A ripple of something strange clanged through my body. I was free. Truly and irrevocably free of him.
"So, you were married then?" Jake had asked then, and I had swallowed. It wasn't something I talked about. I had buried it deep dow
