Chapter 3

I lay in the hospital bed, unable to sleep. I stared at the ceiling as tears slid silently down my temples.

Late that night, I saw Natalie post on Instagram.

Haven't had a handsome man walk me home in ages. Happy. ☺

The next morning, when Sophie was handling my discharge paperwork, Jason finally showed up.

I lay there, numb, unable to look at him.

"Leave."

He didn't say anything. He moved to lift me onto the wheelchair.

I shoved him away.

"You weren't there when I needed you most. What are you doing here now?"

He frowned.

"Everyone from class was there. I didn't want to seem too familiar and raise suspicions."

"And Sophie was with you the whole time. It wasn't a good moment for me to step in."

I stared at him. Tears slid down my face.

"Jason — how invisible do I have to be? You'd rather leave me there alone than admit I exist."

He took a slow breath.

"It was sudden. I wasn't prepared."

I let out a bitter laugh.

"You don't have to prepare anymore."

I shoved him away and dropped myself into the wheelchair.

He stood there and let out a short, humorless laugh.

"Fine. Every girl chasing me is better than you."

"And you — if you leave me, good luck finding anyone else."

Then he turned and walked out of my life completely.