(Jasper's POV)
"Your anxiety levels are still elevated," Dr. Morrison says, handing Virginia a printed report. "But the good news is we've caught it early. These new medications should help regulate the panic attacks."
I nod, not really listening. My mind keeps replaying the look on Scarlett's face when she saw me at the hospital. Pure disgust. Like I was something dirty she'd stepped on.
"Mr. Blake?" The doctor's voice cuts through my thoughts. "I need you to make sure Virginia takes these twice a day. Missing doses can trigger episodes."
"Right. Twice a day." I take the prescription bottle, shoving it into my jacket pocket.
Virginia slides her arm through mine as we walk to the parking garage. Her touch feels wrong. Heavy. Like a chain I've been wearing too long to be comfortable an
