CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
A PI. I’m very pissed off by the mere thought of it. Just why couldn’t he accept that mum was gone for good? It wasn’t anybody’s fault except for that speeding drunk driver. I don’t like having my wounds reopened and if he keeps at this ridiculous theory of his, we’ll both end up in more pain than we bargained for. It doesn’t help that Adam is much more grim than he was earlier at work. The ride to Creek town is around an hour and I’m sitting at the back with Dylan. Jax has taken Dylan’s car and there are two girls with him.
“Ella, right?” Eventually Dylan speaks, earning my attention.
“Yeah,” I reply. It's the first time we are ever exchanging a word or even sitting this close. There is a nervous look dancing in his eyes, which leaves me confused for a second. Is s
