Chapter 53

• Jason's POV
• Venturing back, I was unable to get away from the heaviness of her words crashing over me, a profound tsunami taking steps to suffocate me in an ocean of unrest. My heart held horrendously, each thump a sign of the power of her admission that hung weighty in the air. Like a volley of bolts, her words penetrated profound into my chest, conveying with them the heaviness of our interlaced past.
• Before me stood Gwen, a representation of weakness and crude inclination, her confirmation resonating through the captivated knoll that had once seen our most delicate minutes. The delicate glimmer in her eyes held a combination of disappointment and yearning, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to feel the reverberations of her feelings encompassing me, saturating the actual center of my reality.