A Morbid Gift

Nadia.

"I'm so sorry you had to hear that," I said to Jaxon a couple of hours later, when Tasha left. He was sitting on a sofa in the ward, staring into space. Turning his attention on me through his lashes, he raised a brow.

"Hear what?"

"Petra," I clarified. "You heard what she said earlier. I'm so sorry."

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said and closed his eyes, leaning his head ag