Allison’s POV
I didn’t wait till talking to Isaac first like I told Jayme. The second I saw Jordan’s face at home, I burst out, telling him everything.
I glanced at him as he sat silently at the end of the couch; he had been like this for an hour now and I was worrying.
“Jordan,” my voice came out shaky. His gaze snapped at me, making me grow more nervous.
His obsidian eyes were surrounded by redness, his jaw clenched and I could see his veins almost showing. I placed my hand on his arm and he clenched his fist, trying to hold his anger.
I breathed in, trying to calm my nerves down. “I’m sorry for not telling you any sooner,” I mumbled, making him frown.
Shit! Why did you have to say this, Allison?
“You knew since when? And why are you telling me now?” He questioned, pushing my han
