(Jessie’s POV)
It took me a few days to shake the feeling of dread I’d had since having that dream. At first, Mason was so patient and loving about helping me get through everything even though he was struggling with what happened as well.
I kind of felt selfish knowing he was struggling but was still there for me while he seemed to wanna deal with his emotional turmoil on his own. I wanted to help him, I still do. He just won’t talk to me. I keep telling myself it’s not anything bad and that we’ll be okay, but as each day passes I grow less and less sure.
It also doesn’t help that, since this happened, Mason refuses to even hold my hand anymore. On top of that, I noticed that he has begun avoiding being alone with me too. As a result, I’ve seen a lot less of him over the past two days
