Much like the previous day, when Jade woke up, she kept her eyes firmly shut. The momentary disorientation was still present but didn't seem to last as long as it had on previous days. She supposed it should make her feel glad and that maybe it was a sign things were changing but, in reality, the disoriented feeling was preferable to the weight of everything that had happened. She tried to focus her mind on the main issue at hand, what she'd named the great shrink debate although the very word 'shrink' made her cringe. A small part of Jade had hoped that the therapists visit the day before would have started to help her sort out the mess in her own head. While she mostly wanted to reject anyone who tried to delve into her brain, that small part of her that had told Beck that maybe she should see someone, had for a moment been quietly hopeful that it would go well. Jade had to stop herself from shaking her head as she thought back on the events of the day before, and the mess she had been in after Dr Williamson departed. Jade supposed it was her fault, from the very moment the woman had entered the room she'd taken an instant dislike to her. She'd become defensive and uncooperative, her attitude only heightening after the way Dr Williamson had dismissed Beck to the corridor. Maybe if she hadn't let her father's visit affect her so much that morning, she wouldn't have been so dismissive. It felt like even now her brain was sabotaging any attempt to try and help herself.

Still, no matter how much she twisted the blame around in her mind, Jade couldn't shake the feeling of complete dread at having to sit through another session with Dr Williamson. She thought back to what Beck had said, about asking to swap therapists, about considering Lane. Lane wasn't a fancy trauma therapist like Dr Williamson, but Jade knew he was licensed a psychotherapist, alongside his role as a guidance counsellor. She'd had infrequent sessions with him during her time at Hollywood Arts, although she wasn't sure they'd ever achieved much. She usually sat in an angry silence as Lane tried to get to the bottom of whatever the most recent complaint about her was. The last time was after the school had refused to show Well Wishes, and Jade had been so enraged at the fact that Sinjin's cannibalism play barely made them bat an eyelid, but her play was apparently 'too disturbing'.

Lane had tried to get her to understand but, as far as Jade could see, she was being penalised for no reason. The meeting had ended abruptly when she'd thrown the mug on his coffee table at the wall, shattering it into hundreds of pieces, and stormed out. For what it was worth, Lane had let her go and on a small level Jade did appreciate that about him. He was annoying and could be persistent but mostly knew when to back off. Or was it that he never really cared that much to make it worth pursuing? Jade wasn't sure but given that she was one of many students at the school, she knew she'd probably been written off as a troublemaker. Jade was suddenly struck by the fact that if Lane was disinterested, it could play to her favour, and get her out of having to actually talk about any of this for any length of time. The more she thought about it, the more it looked like the most attractive option, but she felt a small twinge of anxiety; was avoidance only going to make things worse? She tried to squash it almost immediately.

'I don't want anyone poking around my head, I've made it this far on my own, I don't need Lane or Dr Williamson or anyone else pretending they know what my life is like'

She tried to be resolute, determined that if she was strong enough, she could do it on her own. Hadn't yesterday's appointment already demonstrated that Dr Williamson was only going to sit there and assume just because Jade didn't want to bare her soul to a complete stranger? Still, as hard as she tried, the anxiety sat quietly in the back of her mind, ignored but not gone.

"Jade, I know you're awake" Beck's voice startled Jade, her eyes snapping open before she could even think about it.

"Huh?"

"Look I know you may not want to be awake, but fiddling is a dead giveaway" Beck tried to inject some humour into his tone, but Jade was still baffled. Beck gave her right hand a pointed look and it was only then Jade realised she'd been playing with the loose threads of her sheet again without even realising. She stopped abruptly and frowned, what had started off as a small pull a few days ago had not turned into an intricate network of pulls surrounding a rather substantial hole.

"Don't worry, I'm sure if the hospital wants to, they can charge it to your insurance"

Jade's frown didn't disappear entirely, but she tried to ease it, if only to acknowledge Beck's second attempt at humour.

"How long have you been awake for?"

Jade shrugged, truthfully not knowing as she hadn't bothered to check the time. She was still trying to piece something together in her mind, something was different. She looked more closely at Beck, scrutinising his appearance.

"You've changed?" The observation only confused her further, but Beck was no longer in his night-time outfit of sweats but in a more typical day time ensemble of jeans, and white t-shirt with a plaid overshirt shirt. He looked suspiciously well put together, if you ignored the slightly dark half circles under his eyes; even his hair was looking more normal than it had done for the last few days.

"Yeah, I just went and changed" Beck frowned "After I tidied up the chair".

Jade looked at the chair only to see it confirming his words, the blanket and pillow were stacked neatly on the floor next to it and the chair was no longer reclining. Her eyes flicked back to Beck, still struggling to understand why she hadn't heard anything.

"You really didn't know I left? I clanged the door and everything because I thought you were awake?"

Indeed, Beck had watched her fiddle and decided to leave her to it if she wasn't ready to talk. Instead he made no effort to keep the noise down, wanting her to know that the day was starting, and he was awake if she wanted to talk.

Jade shook her head, now frowning again in earnest. How could she not have heard anything? Had she been asleep that entire time she thought she was awake?

No, she dismissed the idea almost immediately, she'd had a full-on debate with herself there was no way she could have actually been asleep.

"Well that explains why you didn't answer the first few times I called your name" Beck wanted to take it as a comfort, the fact she hadn't been ignoring him on purpose, but he was more concerned with the fact that Jade's zoning out was persisting.

"I didn't hear anything" she stated, still trying to understand it herself.

"Weird" Beck commented, a forced lightness to his tone as he tried to play it off as not a big deal.

"Your phone's been flashing" He passed it to her "I haven't looked at it, in case you were wondering" he clarified. Beck had been tempted but stopped himself, continually reminding himself not to treat her like a victim. He'd spent a good hour the previous night doing more research on trauma and PTSD after he'd finished his reading of The Scissoring.

Jade took her phone from him but didn't bother to check the messages just yet. Instead she squinted at the wall clock, realising it was just before seven and still early which explained the absence of any nurses.

"Did you sleep alright?"

Her question surprised Beck, given that she'd barely said anything so far.

"Yeah, not too bad actually" he chuckled slightly awkwardly, raising his arm to rub the back of his neck "The chair is surprisingly comfortable for hospital furniture, you?"

Beck hadn't actually slept as well as he made out, still hyper aware of his surroundings and roommate but, after their conversation the previous evening, he wasn't going to give any indication that things with him were anything other than perfectly fine.

"Alright, I think" Jade was aware her sleep had been somewhat disturbed, but she couldn't really recall how long she was asleep for altogether. Beck had, of course, noticed Jade's restlessness during the night, although he didn't think it had ever been enough to wake her up.

"I've been thinking"

"Oh? What about?" Beck tried to stop his heart jumping into his mouth on reflex.

"About the shrink thing"

"Therapist" Beck corrected.

"Whatever" Jade dismissed, as if the word therapist made it sound any less pathetic "I don't want Dr Williamson anymore"

"Okay" Beck tried to tread carefully "Do you want Lane, or do you just want to try someone entirely different?"

"Lane, I think"

Beck kept his face carefully neutral but inside he felt like a small firework had gone off. The fact that Jade had been actively thinking about this, and decided she was happier with someone she knew was all good news to Beck. He was still trying to reserve judgement on Dr Williamson, but after their few interactions and Jade's mood following the session, he had a persistent feeling that she wasn't the right therapist to help Jade.

"Okay, we can give him a call this morning"

Jade tensed before she could stop herself, it was one thing to make a decision but putting into action suddenly seemed intimidating, even if she was just going to use Lane as an out. Beck noticed but wasn't sure if the reaction was because Jade wanted to do it herself or whether she would rather he would do it herself or because she didn't really want to do it at all.

"Jade?"

"It's just-" she broke off, unsure how to communicate what she was feeling, it seemed so stupid to her; it was only a phone call.

"I could call him this morning, if you want, he said he'd be in touch anyway?" Beck said, now realising what the issue was. Jade considered him for a second before nodding and Beck gave her a reassuring smile. A comfortable quiet settled between the two which was only broken by Beck's stomach growling loudly. He chuckled sheepishly and even Jade managed to crack a small smile.

"I think that's my cue to go and grab some breakfast"

"I have to wait for whatever slop the hospital kitchen comes up with" Jade commented darkly, although she wasn't particularly hungry, the unappetizing smells that wafted from the tray tended to decimate what little there was of her appetite.

"Do you want me to bring you anything?"

"Coffee?" Jade surprised herself, realising for the first time that she actually wanted the caffeinated beverage.

"Doctor says no caffeine just yet" Beck was apologetic, feeling guilty as he watched Jade's expression darken.

"Then no".

After Beck left, Emma appeared to help Jade wash and change. This time they didn't attempt a trip to the bathroom, but she did have Jade stand up and do more herself. The Nurse was quite impressed by Jade's progress, adding a new exercise to her regime for her broken shoulder, expounding the need to keep doing them in order for her shoulder to fully recover.

A second nurse appeared shortly after with breakfast, and Jade willed herself to eat some of it. If only to keep people off of her back, she reasoned with herself. She ignored watery mixture masquerading as porridge, instead opting for yoghurt and the slightly battered banana. She took a sip of the milk but spat it straight out, not ready for the offensive tepid temperature of a fluid that should usually be served fresh out the fridge. Shuddering slightly, she shoved the tray onto the bedside cabinet now turning her attention to her phone.

Most of the messages were from Cat, with the content varying between ramblings about her day and thinly veiled demands for information on how she was. She tapped out a brief reply, trying to sound normal but not really wanting to be drawn into a conversation. With that sent, she scrolled through the remaining notifications, pausing in surprise as Andre, Robbie and her father all featured on the list.

Deciding to be just a little bit cowardly, she opened Andre's message first, deciding her father could wait until last. Andre's message was brief but friendly, simply saying Beck had told them what had happened, and he hoped she was feeling okay. It was a nice gesture, Jade admitted, and somewhat surprising given the distance she thought had developed within the group since the break-up. Robbie's message was even more surprising, and Jade had to read it twice and check the sender before she really took it in.

Hi Jade,

Beck told us what happened and saying 'I hope you feel better soon' feels inadequate for everything you're going through. But school really isn't the same without you, so we are all looking forward to seeing you back here when you're ready. Even Rex.

Her finger hovered over the reply button but didn't touch it, unsure of what she would even say. The message caused a lump to sit in her throat as she read it a third time. She'd never been particularly close to Robbie, often having to fend him off from Cat but she had sometimes felt a strange sympathy of the boy who had to hide behind an abusive puppet. No matter how much Robbie irritated her, when Rex crossed the line with his insults for Robbie (or anyone else) she couldn't stop herself from taking action, which usually resulted in the puppet being thrown a not inconsequential distance. Coping mechanism or not, even Robbie didn't deserve his psyche to air those things out in public with no recourse.

She closed the message, deciding that it didn't really need a reply, and took a breath before opening her father's message. It was chronically short and devoid of any emotion, meaning it read in his voice perfectly.

Jade, something has come up at the office, I'll be in touch with the nurses on your progress. I won't be in for the next few days, at least. Take care.

Jade blinked, waiting for the anger to hit her, the bitterness or the disappointment but they never came. She stared at the message, as though she were expecting it to change in front of her but again, nothing did.

She sat there, staring at the message without really seeing it, as the door opened and Beck walked into the room carrying two cups of boiling water, looking quite satisfied with himself.

"Hey, so I had an idea" he started, not realising that Jade was still staring at her phone "You can't have coffee, and decaffeinated is jank but Cat got you some fruit tea bags so I thought we could try them out".

He carefully set the hot water down and moved over to the pile of Cat's shopping binge, grabbing the tea bags before he realised that Jade hadn't even looked up.

"Jade?" He saw her phone and was instantly on alert "Jade, what's wrong?"

She looked up at him, before turning of her screen and tossing it gently on the bed.

"Nothing"

"Jade" his voice turned stern, and he inwardly winced at the fact he sounded like he was telling her off, but it was over-written by his concern for what she had been looking at on her phone.

"It was just a text Beck, God, you don't have to know everything" Jade snapped at him, eyes narrowed betraying her agitation further.

"Looked like a pretty important text" Beck retorted "Given that you didn't notice me come in"

"I wasn't zoned out, I was just thinking" Jade replied angrily, although it wasn't strictly true, but she hadn't lost her surroundings, she was just trying to work out what she was feeling. Beck gave her a hard stare.

Jade glared back for a few seconds before caving.

"Fine, my father text me okay? Is that what you want to hear?"

Beck's face swapped to concern.

"What did he say"

"Nothing much, he's busy at work and won't be in for visiting for the foreseeable future"

Once again, the normally calm Beck was overwhelmed by the urge to punch a man he'd only met a handful of times.

"Jade, he's a complete dickhead" Beck started but she shook her head.

"Don't, it strangely doesn't even bother me at the moment"

"How can it not bother you?" The words slipped out before Beck could help himself. While he knew his family set-up was miles different to Jade's, if his mother had just killed herself then he would be devastated if his father was prioritising work over him, estranged or not.

"I don't know, it's just I feel a little relieved" Jade frowned as Beck took on an almost comical confused expression.

"It's like it's one less thing to deal with right now" She explained "It's the one thing that is kind of normal, even though it's a shitty thing for him to do, at least I don't have to worry about him as well".

"Doesn't it make you angry?"

"A bit, but I'm used to it from him, and it's actually less aggravating than him suddenly trying to play the perfect parent"

Beck nodded, understanding a bit better now.

"I'm sure I'll get angry eventually, but right now I don't have the energy so it is a bit of a relief" She was now speaking almost half to herself than Beck but it felt odd that for the first time in the past few days she knew what she was feeling and why.

Beck sensed she didn't want to talk about any further and went back to his original plan.

"So, tea?"

"I hate tea"

"Tough, this isn't normal tea"

Jade glared at him but there was no real heat behind it.

"Fine" she muttered generating a smug grin from Beck.

"Strawberry and Raspberry or Forest fruits?"

Jade almost rolled her eyes.

"You want to see another therapist?" Dr Williamson's words were practically dripping with astonishment and disbelief, she'd never have a patient U-turn on her after just one session.

Jade twiddled the threads of her sheets faster, not wanting to look the Doctor in the eye.

"I don't like you" It came out harsher than Jade had intended but she just wanted the woman gone. While she was in the room, Jade felt on edge, like she was expecting the fog to engulf her at any time. It made her head hurt.

"Therapy isn't about liking someone Ms West" Dr Williamson's words were clipped "Just because you don't want to deal with your emotions, you cannot simply swap therapists out like an ill-fitting coat".

Jade felt twinge of panic, Dr Williamson just didn't understand. Her eyes strayed to the door, before snapping back to the therapist, embarrassment flooding her. The look on Dr Williamson's face indicated that her shift in gaze hadn't gone unnoticed.

Identical to the day before, Beck had been dismissed to the corridor by Dr Williamson although Jade had been adamant that she could handle this. Now, Jade wasn't so sure, and she'd looked to the door hoping Beck would be looking in and she could get him back in the room. The realisation that she was looking for Beck because she didn't think she could do this made her hate herself just a little bit more. She could see the judgement on Dr Williamson's face, as Jade was basically proving what the therapist had said the previous day about dependency was correct. She gritted her teeth, shoving the embarrassment to one side, determined to try again.

"I don't like opening up to people" her voice was quiet but as firm as she could muster "Especially not to strangers"

"As I said Ms West, this isn't about likes, this is about the best path for your mental recovery"

The use of her surname was beginning to grate on Jade, it felt like a power play.

"I fail to see how my mental recovery is going to be helped by forcing me to talk about things I don't want to with a stranger who I don't feel comfortable with"

"You don't feel comfortable with me yet, we build that relationship over time"

Somehow Jade doubted that she would ever feel comfortable with Dr Williamson after this.

"You can't carry on the way you are; you need to focus on working through your issues".

The sentence hung there for a moment and Jade felt her agitation grow. Why was she assuming Jade had no idea what she needed? It was slightly hypocritical given that Jade had been considering Lane as he was a soft option, but something about the way Dr Williamson was phrasing her words was irritating to Jade. She disliked being spoken to as though she were a little, lost child. Jade held off saying anything else, determined to force the therapist to speak first, no longer wanting her to feel like she had the upper hand. She felt a small tweak of victory when Dr Williamson shifted slightly in her seat, unsettling a therapist, even slightly, had to be some sort of an achievement.

"So, how are you going to pick another therapist?" Dr Williamson questioned "Or are you hoping if you object to everyone that we will leave you alone in the end?"

Bingo. For all her training, the last few words and the tension in her tone confirmed to Jade that she was getting to the woman. For a moment, she felt like she did before the accident, in control again; time to go in for the kill. Jade raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Actually, I have a therapist I've seen before, my school counsellor" Jade kept her tone calm "I'm surprised your initial profile didn't bring that up" Jade refused to break eye contact with Dr Williamson, who now looked ever so slightly abashed.

"My understanding is that for therapy to work, you need to be comfortable with a person and as I'm sure you understand, I'm more comfortable with someone I already have a clinical history with"

The indication that her and Lane had an extensive clinical history and he was someone she was completely comfortable with was a bit of a stretch, but Beck had done some swift Google-ing in the morning. He was determined to build a water-tight argument, in case the hospital staff had an issues with Jade rejecting their therapy. When it came to mental health, both adults and minors had less control over treatment options than they would have with something like a broken arm. Jade only had one last sentence to seal the deal.

"And from this conversation, I'm certain that I'm making the correct decision".

It was harsh but Jade didn't care, she was desperate to get away from the woman. She hated feeling like she had to talk to someone, even sitting in-front of her made Jade feel uncomfortable, like she was being scrutinised. For all her lack of engagement with Lane, she'd never felt quite like that in-front of him.

"I understand what you are saying" Dr Williamson conceded, realising now that despite everything Jade had gone through, and everything she was currently suffering, she was by no means unaware of her own mind on this issue. Although, she was somewhat concerned as to whether any of this was coming from the boyfriend in the corridor.

"However, do you know if your school counsellor has any experience in trauma therapy, as an ill-equipped counsellor can do more damage than good"

"He's well qualified" In truth, Jade had no idea. They'd looked Lane up on the Hollywood Arts website, but it only had his license number, and a short quote from him about why he liked his job.

"We will need to discuss it with him before we can approve it" Dr Williamson was stern again "And by 'we' I mean the clinical team at the hospital".

Jade nodded, not trusting herself to speak. They hadn't actually spoken about it with Lane yet, Beck had called, and he'd said he could visit in the afternoon but couldn't talk at that moment, something to do with a group of freshman re-enacting The Battle of Bannockburn at the Asphalt Café with real spears.

"I take it this counsellor has a contact number?"

"He's visiting this afternoon" Jade said quickly, not wanting the hospital to ring before they'd managed to talk to him.

"In that case, we will have a meeting with him then"

Dr Williamson stood, regarding Jade carefully. Jade was exhausted, the conversation now taking its toll on her, but she tried to appear unaffected.

"Someone will let you know of the outcome by the end of the day".

Beck didn't even wait for Dr Williamson to turn down the end of the corridor before he was back in Jade's room, anxious to know whether she'd been successful.

"I really hate that woman" the bitterness in her tone shouldn't have been surprising but it was. Beck's heart sunk.

"They won't let you swap?"

"No, they'll consider it after talking to him"

"But that's good?"

"She doesn't want me to, thinks I'm trying to avoid things and she's treating me like a child"

Jade punctuated her words by slamming her good hand onto the bed.

"Hey, come on, she's just trying to do her job" Beck tried to soothe but Jade's eyes flashed.

"Are you defending her?"

"No, no I'm not, but as much as she appears to be a bit tone deaf to you, I don't think she's doing it maliciously".

Jade grumbled under her breath but didn't say anything further.

"We just need to make sure we brief Lane before they do" Beck qualified.

"That's if he even agrees"

"I'm sure he will" Beck said with certainty, although he was privately a little worried. Jade seemed to now be pinning all her hopes on this and he didn't want to think about what would happen if their plan didn't work. He sat down next to her, feeling like he could practically hear the thoughts torturing her on repeat in her head. He looked around for a distraction before noticing a small, innocuous detail.

"Hey, you drank all your tea!".

As the bell rang signalling the start of lunch, Sikowitz dismissed them but not before announcing that Tori, Andre, Robbie and Cat should stay behind. Sikowitz's lesson had been oddly subdued, the absence of two students had not gone unnoticed by anyone. No one apart from the three of them and the teachers knew what was going on, officially that was. Unofficially there was a wide range of rumours going around from the dark to the completely ridiculous.

"So, I take it you all know why there were two empty seats today" Sikowitz started and the group nodded, Cat taking on a sad look. She'd tried to stay upbeat so far but at the mention of her best friend she felt the sadness come back. Sikowitz gestured for her to approach and then put his arms out, enveloping Cat in gentle hug. He wasn't one for physical contact, especially not with students but he waived that rule for the sad red head, just this once. He'd been more affected by hearing the news than he ever would have thought. He was usually able to navigate life with a light-hearted attitude but after she'd stormed out of his class the previous Friday, he had started to become concerned. He was used to Jade being full of fire, but recently that fire had disappeared, replaced with an apathy that was wholly disconcerting. Indeed, his last remarks to her had been designed to antagonise her but had apparently backfired when she simply left the room.

"She'll be alright little one" he patted Cat kindly on the head "She's made of strong stuff our Jade".

Cat sniffled but withdrew, managing a small smile.

"Has any of you been in touch with her?"

"We get all our information from Beck" Andre spoke up, throwing an arm around Cat's shoulders in support.

"Although I texted her"

"So did I" Robbie piped up.

"Me too, but she didn't say much in her reply". Robbie quirked his head towards Cat, surprised that she had a reply when neither him or Andre had. Tori now felt worried, should she have text Jade as well?

"We've got a surprise for her though" She said "We've put together a small hamper with things in it to make her feel better"

"That's a great idea" Sikowitz proclaimed before turning to rustle around in his bag.

"Here!" he thrust two coconuts at Tori "Put these in the hamper too, coconut milk is said to have special healing powers".

Tori smiled weakly but stashed them in her bag none-the-less.

"Right, off to lunch with you all" and with that, he bounded out of the room. They stood there shaking heads until Robbie broke the silence.

"C'mon Cat, if we hurry we might get extra avocado on our tostadas"

"Ooh I love avocado!"

Cat and Robbie hurried out the door but Tori hung back.

"Come on, I know you like avocado too" Andre holding the door open.

"Andre you texted Jade, should I have text her too?"

Andre sighed and shut the door; he had a feeling he was going to have this conversation with Tori.

"Tori, what's this really all about?"

"What do you mean?"

"All this, the hamper, worrying over a text, you do realise you and Jade aren't actually friends"

Tori was slightly taken aback.

'We're not, not friends" she said timidly, fiddling with her bag strap.

"But she doesn't like you, and I didn't think you liked her at all, I mean the other day it was your idea not to invite her to Karaoke Dokie"

"Hey, you agreed with me" Tori exclaimed

"I know" Andre held up his hands "But I didn't think about it before you mentioned it, as she's part of the group"

"So, you think it wouldn't have been totally awkward to have them both there"

"I didn't really think about it all" Andre admitted "I just figured they'd get on with it like they always do"

"Well yeah, except they hadn't really been around each other in a while, not really"

Andre frowned, realising Tori was right.

"Still, you haven't answered the question, why are you going to such an effort for her?"

"Oh, because you're such a close friend of hers" Andre frowned.

"I am her friend" he qualified "I've known her a long time, we're not close but she is my friend but you're dodging the question".

Tori bit her lip.

"I just, I don't know" Tori slumped into a spare chair "I mean she's not my favourite person, but we've never really gotten on as she doesn't let anyone near apart from Beck and maybe Cat"

Andre slid into a chair opposite, listening carefully.

"And after her and Beck broke up, I think I took his side without realising, because I thought she really wasn't a good girlfriend to him but the more I think about it, I didn't really have a right to even make that assumption"

"Or any real information" Andre interjected "Like, I definitely think Jade can be difficult, but Beck wasn't perfect in their relationship either". Andre had turned into a somewhat silent observer of Beck and Jade's relationship, and while Jade often remained a mystery to him, Beck in the beginning would confide in him when they had arguments. He watched both of them step over the line on occasion but it wasn't until more recently that it pushed them away from each other.

"But it's not about that, or it is a bit as I feel guilty that she had all this going on and I never even noticed"

"None of us knew Tori, not even Beck from the sounds of it"

"Yeah but that doesn't make it better though, does it"

"So, this is you trying to make good?"

"Yeah, I guess" Tori looked a little ashamed, but Andre looked at her sympathetically.

"I'm sure Jade will appreciate the hamper"

"You really think so?"

Andre sighed again.

"Tori, Jade doesn't like you, but she doesn't hate you, if she did, she wouldn't have stayed in the group after you joined Hollywood Arts"

"But Beck?"

"Trust me, Beck was always a little whipped, if Jade had wanted to start spending time away from the group, he would have followed most of the time"

Tori gave a small chuckle, being able to see that more now than she would have if Andre had told her the same thing a week ago.

"Come on, let's go get some lunch before Festus runs out of food".

I can't believe this is Chapter 21, when I started I was imagining 10-15 but it turned out Jade's journey was going to be longer to try and do it justice.

I hope you liked the chapter, please do leave a review if you feel like it, as it is nice to know people are reading. Let me know what your thoughts are :)