Chapter 118. Jared's Grief

“I don't even know where or how to start.” His tone was low, broken and defeated.

“I told you we’ll find a way,” I reassured him.

He turned to me with red, despaired eyes. “You said ‘we’?”

“Yes. Or do you find it impossible?” I asked, maintaining eye contact with him.

He shook his head, his shoulders slumped. “No, it's not that. I'm just surprised you're willing to help me.”

We locked gazes for what seemed like a long time but was actually only a few seconds. I cleared my throat and averted my gaze, shrugging.

“I'm doing it for Zion. He needs to be able to achieve his dreams and live as he wants without having the alleged scandalous past of his father weighing down on him.”

He bit his lower lip, though slightly. “Yeah, you're right. And