Chapter 45 : Fragile

Javier’s POV

A fissure was forming inside of me. Splitting my connection to Theo and Mads. And every time I thought about her, laying there, bleeding and crumpled on the ground, the cracks got deeper. Fanning out inside of my chest.

Cold and icy.

It got out of hand, and it happened fast.

I didn’t know how to fix this. And after the fight, I healed pretty fast, but I couldn’t say the same for Theo. Daxton wouldn’t let me see her and honestly, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle it if I did see her.

Bruised and broken.

I did that to her. I could blame Mads all I wanted, but he wasn’t in his right mind. I was.

Over the next few days during bloodletting, I’d watch Mads leave the holding area to go sit by the trees. He’d look over at me guiltily and dip his head. Stare at his hands.

His leg still healing from where Theo shot him.