JASON'S POV
Yes, I know she almost said she liked me. But I highly doubt that whatever tiny fraction of affection she once had for me hadn't already been spat on, set on fire, and brutally yanked out of her heart by the vengeful version of Ella.
But right now?
Watching her drunkenly struggle with her seat belt, pouting like a frustrated toddler, it was almost cute.
And I couldn't believe this was the same woman who had turned my life into a never-ending nightmare the moment I said, "I do."
In her intoxicated state, she almost reminded me of the Ella I had fallen for.
Yes, she was still sassy, but the bite behind her words was gone. There was no calculated cruelty, no icy glares, no subtle threats hanging over my head like a guillotine.
Just her.
