Chapter 73

• In Elliot's apartment, Jonathan was cleaning the bruises on his forehead. Elliot didn't say a word about what had happened, which made the blond even more worried. He was ashamed of his actions, and what he least wanted was for Jonathan to see him acting in such a way.
• “Jonathan?” You could see the fear in his low, almost inaudible voice. The younger man just nodded, concentrating on making the bandages.
• “Do you forgive me?” He asked, searching his eyes. Jonathan met his face, with regret visible in his gaze.