C17 Surrender
VIVIAN
I knocked on Jack’s door, feeling the coolness of the ice cubes wrapped in a towel against my palm.
My heart was still racing from everything that had happened. The slap. The look on Jack’s face. The way he’d pulled me out of that house without a single glance back.
When he didn’t answer right away, I nudged the door open and stepped inside.
Jack was sitting on the edge of the bed
