JAYDEN
I was fully prepared to pull Freya away from whatever she was cooking and continue from where we left off in the bathroom this morning, but then my phone pinged, and everything went south from there.
The first thing I felt when I swiped open my phone and saw the message was disbelief and then crippling confusion. Zoe.
As in… Zoe, the girl I dated for years before she left to pursue her masters six months ago.
We didn’t say much about our relationship then, and we didn’t give any solid definition to it. We haven’t spoken since the day I said goodbye to her, so I thought we were over.
I can vividly remember when Freya subtly brought up the topic of me having a girlfriend. I straight up said no because I had no one—none that I knew.
Now, all of a sudden, Zoe texted me and start
