Chapter 132

• I pressed down hard on Venessa’s wound, desperate to stop the blood. But then, out of nowhere, Jason shoved me aside like I was nothing. And there he was just standing there, watching her bleed out, his face twisted with heartache. Seriously? Have you lost your mind? Or is this some new addiction to playing tragic heroes?
• If it weren’t for the urgency pulsing through my veins, I would have snapped at him right there, hands on my hips, fire blazing in my eyes.
• “What happened?!” Watson stormed over, rage spilling from every pore.