JASON
I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling while Alice continued talking beside me. She had been talking for several minutes, and I knew that because I had heard almost every word. I simply hadn't been paying enough attention to respond to any of them.
"I am tired of this," she said again, her voice edged with irritation. "I'm tired of people looking at me like I'm some kind of plaything."
I remained quiet.
Alice shifted beside me.
"They gossip about me everywhere I go. They think they can whisper when I'm walking past them, as though I can't hear them."
I glanced at her briefly before looking back at the ceiling.
She was clearly angry.
"I've been putting up with it for long enough, Jason."
I sighed quietly. She wasn't wrong. There had been more talk around the pack lately. Ev
