Later that night, I lay in bed, wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Trent's words were on repeat in my head. Promise me you'll be completely selfish about this. Do what you want to do.
I rolled onto my side and stared at my window. What did I want to do? I hadn't lied when I admitted to having feelings for Jax before the whole Ivy thing, but they hadn't been strong, certainly not strong enough to ever make me consider leaving Trent.
Then, I'd been locked up all that time with Jax, and my feelings had grown, intensifying with every moment I spent with him. And now, I was bound to him by this eternal bond. How could I be certain whatever I felt for him was real and not just a symptom of the bond we shared?
Maybe I needed to stop trying to fight it, even if for only a few days, and see what happened. But if I gave in, would I ever be able to stop?