Chapter 12 Like A Damned Wretch

• Jeremy POV
• I moved through the shadows, careful not to make a sound that might give me away. The last thing I wanted was to be caught. Rachel’s touch still lingered on my skin, a constant reminder of the mess I’d tangled myself in. I was exhausted—not just physically, but emotionally.
• But I couldn’t think about that now. I needed to get out of that damn room and back to my own space, where I could at least try to breathe without someone watching me with those eyes full of questions and expectations.