Chapter 39: The hardest part is saying goodbye.

"Keep it," I whisper, pushing the photo towards Jake. He looks at me, a slight frown on his face.

"Are you sure?" He asks uneasily, his eyes flickering to the photo and back up at me. I nod slowly, giving him a small exhausted smile.

"You need it more than I do."

Jake silences at my words and I know he's mentally battling with himself right now. He releases a small frustrated sigh before giving me a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"Thanks Muffin," he says quietly before slipping the picture underneath the desk and under his shirt. He briefly glances around, wary of the guards in the room.

"It's just a scan photo, not a bag of cocaine," I chuckle. Even when I laugh, my mind and body remains emotionless . . . blank. How is it possible to feel so empty, so quickly? I have Jake right in front of me yet the distance between us is unmeasurable.