TWO DAYS OF LIVING at the hospital eventually wore Jordan down. He finally relented to Grayson, who asked him to go for a walk, have a shower and come back in an hour.
He took the car and practically flew home and had the shortest shower he could when he had to scrub every inch of his body, and dress in his clothes that were still too tight.
He hadn’t grown much more, thank goodness, or he wouldn’t fit into anything.
No s*x, and very little food, had his body starving once again.
It was like before, but so much worse.
He knew what it was to be weak, and hungry. But now that he’d known what it felt like to be full, to be satisfied, to be happy? This new limbo was purgatory.
Why know the warmth of the sun, only to be thrust back into the darkness?
He parked further away from the hospi
