JASONI have already fallen off the deep end, so what if I kept going downhill from there.Never in my twenty five years of life did I think I would ever raise my hands on someone out of jealousy. But at that moment, I wasn’t thinking. It didn’t make it right, I know that. I should get a better grip of my emotions for next time.I sure hope there won’t be a next time. Because just the thought of that has my hands itching, wanting to do more damage. Again.There is no way I’ll stand by and let him have her. And yes, she isn’t a possession or mine to keep. But I don’t fucking care, I’m going to have her either way and I’m keeping her with me. By my side.I couldn’t stand another man touching her. Thinking of him seeing her secret smiles, knowing her heart. Knowing what it felt like to be loved by her.The days we spent here and her letting down her walls, letting me see her heart. It made me feel like she was in love with me for real. Not as a teenager with a stupid crush. But a woman w

JENNAThe more time I spent with Reed, the more I got to know about him and the more I liked him. I know I was moving way too fast but it felt right, which again, wasn’t like me.Did I care? At that moment. No I didn’t. I actually liked how I felt when I was with him.I know I’m not seeking validation or anything. But it feels great when he just sometimes pauses to look at me. When I call him out, he says he can’t look away because it feels I’m not real.I got to learn more about him and it felt great to know we had more in common. He said he left the small town he grew up in when he was eighteen. I related with him. And though he had his father’s backing and a big bank account. It was still somewhat scary moving to an entirely new place out of the blue. Starting a life where you don’t know anyone.We spoke about how it was, starting a business, building your roots.Many times, I wanted to mention I had kids. But thinking of how he would react made me hold myself back. This might just

JENNAI was still watching Reed, waiting for an explanation for how he knows I own a restaurant. I didn’t have much to drink last night, definitely not enough to get me drunk. So I know very well I didn’t tell him I owned a restaurant. So how did he know? How would he know?“God,” he groaned loudly, throwing his head back. “I’m so sorry,” he muttered. “I tried to not act like a crazed fan but it just slipped out. I’m a big fan of your restaurant.”I cleared my throat, holding back a sigh of relief. Though I wasn’t fully convinced, or even sure what to believe. I was shocked when he mentioned the restaurant and now I’m kind of lost.“I’ve been there a few times. The first branch in Redville,” he kept going, chuckling a little. “It is the only reason I visit the town if I’m being honest.”“Oh,” I replied lamely, not having anything better to say.“I’m so awkward, damn it.” Reed says, sounding more put off and less confident.He looked nervous, and slightly shameful. Which were traits I

JASONZeke doesn’t say anything for more than two minutes. I almost thought he ended the call but when I called his name a few seconds later, I heard his answering hum on the other end.“What did you say?” He finally asks after five minutes of tense silence.It was already out there and I couldn’t deny it now. Though telling him the biggest secret I’ve held for the past seven years. I felt like a big weight had been lifted off my shoulders.“I rejected her.” I shut my eyes tightly.Embracing the way my heart tugged in my chest when I remembered the look in her eyes. How happy she had been before I shattered her dreams.I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t want to hear what Zeke had to say and that made me an even bigger coward. But I have proven more that I desired that title.I cut the call and threw my phone across the room. It landed on the bed, which didn’t give me the satisfaction I was looking for.Though I had a feeling, even if it had fallen on the floor and broken, I wouldn’t have

JENNAReed and I were getting ready to leave for the beach when we heard a knock on the door. He’d turned to me, eyebrows raised and I returned the gesture.“Are you expecting anyone?” I asked, a little nervous at the possibility of him being with someone.Something bitter slashes across my tongue. And for the life of me, I couldn’t put a name to it. It definitely couldn’t be jealousy. Because why would I even be jealous of him seeing anyone? It is not like we are together or anything.He gets up and goes to check the entrance. Surprisingly, Amaya is standing there and looking lost. She heaved a sigh of relief when she noticed me sitting. Something, maybe shock or fear, pins me to the seat I’m on.Seeing her here, looking like this could only mean one thing. Something bad happened.To whom? Jason? My babies? Zeke? Lisa or her kids or Nana?I was slowly starting to panic, my breath refuses to come out normally no matter how much I try. I now have a name for the emotion I’d felt earlier