Jaessa POV
We arrive to Black Hills, and I retire to my guest suite as I feel in great need of a bath, and solitude. Westley opts to room with J, just down the hall from me. After a long, very much needed soak in the luxurious tub, I finally step out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, my damp curls flowing down my neck, as I allow them to dry naturally. I pull on a pair of black leggings and a black tank top, before I collapse onto my bed. My phone chimes out an alert on the nightstand beside me.
I pick it up and see the notification of a text message, and I open it to find that Isabel replied to me. “Jaessa, I’m so glad you’re ok! Everyone has been so worried about you. I will be anxiously awaiting your call.”
I sigh before proceeding to make the call. The phone rings only
