Jefferson's POV
*** Flashback ***
"Let's break up," I told Wendy as soon as she got in my car. Wendy just looked at me for a moment, shocked.
"What? Babe, what are you talking about? This isn't a funny joke," she responded worriedly after taking in what I had just said. I'm unsure why; shouldn't she feel sad or wounded and not worried? What is she so concerned about?
"You're just saying that. Fine, let's try f*****g in your vehicle. I know you've been begging for this, so let's try. Just don't make jokes like that, huh?" she added. She was about to sit on my lap, but I stopped her.
"I'm going to marry someone else that Dad had arranged for me," I informed her.
"What? He knew we were dating. Why would he do that?" Wendy cried. "He never once talked to me and attempted t
