Chapter 185

Jordan held me tight, his large hand resting at the back of my neck. His eyes were dark and deep, and his calm voice came from right above my head. "I'm just glad you're safe. Honestly, I'd rather it be me lying in this bed than you." My vision blurred—tears welled up without me even realizing. How could I just push away someone who's done so much for me? If I did that, how different would I be from Ronald Wright's cold-hearted ways? Even if I had to turn him down, now wasn't the right time. "You trying to guilt-trip me to death? Friends have each other’s backs, but not like this, Jordan. You’ve gone way too far." He chuckled softly, voice low and steady. "I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. It was just an accident—let’s not dwell on it too much, okay?" I gently eased myself back from his arms, eyes a little bloodshot. Jordan just looked at me, quiet and steady, his gaze dimmed. With a sigh, he reached up to fix my messy hair. I instinctively turned my head away and did it myself,