Chapter 115. He Wanted Me Dead

CLARISA

On the way back, Jason didn’t say a word to me, nor did he make any move to accompany me to my room. I stopped him before he could make a move.

“You can talk to me, Jason,” I said and held his arm tightly. I couldn’t see the dimples on his face anymore when he smiled; he had become so taciturn he barely looked up.

He nodded his head and left without letting me hold him. I walked alone to my room, feeling strange to be back in the castle. I felt much safer there because I no longer had to walk the streets in fear that a serial killer would try to kill or kidnap me at any moment. That was a big difference, even though I still wasn’t free from danger. I closed the door and threw myself on my bed, drowning in everything that was going through my mind.

Why did he blame himself for what was happening? It wasn’t his fault, and I hated to see him destroy himself. I didn’t want to watch this decline any longer; he had changed too much already. I saw him gettin