FAZER LOGINGreg: The apartment is exactly how you left it before I returned into your life. I managed to get a flight back to San Diego tonight. I left my copy of your key on the kitchen counter. I’m sorry for trying to control your life without your permission or input. I was scared, and I handled it badly. I
The second the video call ends, the quiet booth suddenly feels heavier. I stare down at my dark phone screen for a moment while emotions continue twisting painfully inside my chest. Going home to California. Seeing Chase. Leaving Greg. Everything feels messy. Complicated even. Maybe even too complic
I blink. The words hit far too close to home. The table goes quiet. Even the twins exchange a look because they could see by my expression that the statement landed. I stare down into my coffee. “That’s exactly it,” I admit quietly. My voice is cracking slightly. “I just…” I swallow hard. “I finall
I stare at my phone for a second before finally hitting the group video call. The screen rings twice. Then two faces appear almost instantly. Sav is sprawled across a couch somewhere, wearing one of Chase’s hoodies with her blonde hair thrown into a messy bun, while Selena appears from what looks li
“Yes!” The anger comes rushing back instantly. “He told them everything that happened and made the decision himself.” Robin winces a little. “Oh…” “And then,” I continue heatedly, “he starts diagnosing me with some PTSD bullshit because of one nightmare.” Wren and Robin exchange another look. I se
I barely make it anywhere down the hallway before my knees give out. The apartment door slammed shut behind me seconds earlier, but instead of storming off as I intended, I sink down against the wall outside my own apartment with tears pouring uncontrollably down my face. My chest hurts. Not physica
Taking into consideration what Sav said I do as she advised. Since landing in Chicago, it has been all about Greg, now it’s time I make time for myself. I don’t know when or if I will visit this city again, I want to see all the city landmarks, movie locations, and museums. Making a plan on where I
“I started to panic, the way Greg was looking so confused with the truth, the way Andrea was looking at me like I shouldn’t be there, and the way his parents had that sympathetic look on their faces. I can’t believe Greg thinks we are still together, and that probably hurt me the most. The way Greg
Walking into the room all heads turn to me. “Jen,” Greg says from his bed with a smile on his face from seeing me. “I’m so happy to see you sweet cheeks.” Did he just call me sweet cheeks? He’s not called me that in years, even just before we broke up. He stopped calling me sweet cheeks months befor
After getting off the phone with my parents they have decided to make the trip out here to Chicago to give not just us some support but to be there for Greg’s parents too. I’m relieved to hear they are coming out here and to hear that they are on the next commercial flight out too is a huge relief.







