Jaxen POV
I didn’t follow them. Not because I didn’t want to. Today’s goal had been simple: see with my own eyes that she was healing. Following would only make her hate me more. And I still had to deal with the Liliana situation at the station.
But the way she’d dismissed me—flat, practiced, done—sat under my ribs like a splinter.
Not full heartbreak.
Just a constant, low-grade ache.
She didn’t love me. She didn’t even want my money anymore. At this rate I couldn’t even pursue her the normal way.
The problem had gotten bigger.
My temples throbbed. I rubbed them once and left the hospital.
Outside, Scarlett and Delaney were loading the trunk.
My feet moved before my brain caught up.
“Delaney. Take care of her. Anything she needs—money, whatever—tell me.”
I was talking to Dela
