Chapter 135

• Serena
• They had Jay taken to a hospital. At least, that was what he assured me—the man of midnight and ice. The only man that dared to slap me across the cheek. Remembering it now, I patted the smooth skin. It didn’t sting then; it just momentarily left me stunned.
• For all his ruthlessness and calculated cruelty, something in his voice told me he wasn’t lying about getting my brother the care he needed. It’d been a week since the scare, the car accident, and I’d learned to read him over the last few days. Though he was an evil man by anyone’s measure, I could sense a strange, unsettling honesty in his tone. At least I could be somewhat relieved for Jay; he was alive and was getting medical help.