Chapter 34
Jake
The day dawned gray, though perhaps it only felt that way because of the chaos in my mind. The alarm had gone off an hour ago, and there I was, sitting on the edge of Ian's couch, staring at the floor as if it might provide me with some answers. My thoughts were trapped in an endless loop: Daphne, her trembling voice as she told me it was better to end things, her tears falling as I desperately tried to convince her otherwise.
It didn’t make sense. Nothing she said made sense.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, trying to shake the image from my head. It didn’t work. How was it possible that, after everything we had built together, it all ended like this? And worse, why did I feel so powerless, as if there was nothing I could do to change it?
I knew I had to go
