Chapter42

#Chapter42

/"I — /" Sly threw his arms around him. As though it was the only solid structure left in the world, the only thing keeping him rooted to reality, Jackson squeezed him back. Sly had no idea how much he had needed that hug.

He was glad he didn't ask for the finer details. Didn't ask about the way Charlie had threatened to take his own life if he were to ever leave him, or the other stunts he liked to pull any time Jackson tried to regain control of the situation. He'd already said too much; he'd unleashed a Pandora's box and it would take weeks to put it all away again.