Jenna's POV
"Jenna, can you at least give me a minute?" Paul pleaded as he kept walking behind me, trying to make me stop but I wasn't listening
What exactly does he have to say? I don't care. I don't want to see him and that's it. For the past few days since he made his advances toward me- I've been avoiding him
I'm sure the staff around must be surprised as we used to be inseparable, but avoiding Paul now was my main plan
"Jenna...." I stopped suddenly and so did he- turning to him, I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them again
He still has the same look as he used to, his face filled with guilt and his eyes seeking forgiveness, but do I want to forgive him?
"Can you at least let me be for the main time?" I requested in a pleading tone. "Please?"
He bit his lip
