Chapter 68 - Chapter 68. I Don't Blame You

The heavy oak door clicked shut, the sound echoing like a gavel striking wood in the suffocating quiet of the bedroom. Sarah refused to turn around. She stood rigidly by the edge of the towering window, her back presented to Jayden as he stepped over the threshold. Her slender arms were crossed tightly over her chest, wrapped around herself as if to hold her splintering composure together physically. Her knuckles were white, her shoulders drawn taut with a lingering, simmering indignation. The raw, jagged edges of the argument they had just shared an hour ago still hung thick in the air between them, making the very act of breathing feel like inhaling glass.