She cried a while longer before she had no more tears to shed. She laid against him, eyes blank as she stared at the wall. She shouldn't have stayed there for so long, but she wanted to make sure Ma Bo was dead. Wanted to make sure she was cold before getting rid of her. But Jackson... She gripped his shirt tightly, blinking slowly. He shouldn't have come looking for her. Now he was going to fall into a depression and stop loving her. No, he would always love her, he said he would. No matter what.