Jessica
I had a lovely lunch with Jason. He even acted like usual. He was trying to. Because after what happened last night and this morning, things had changed between us. I didn’t despise him. As a matter of fact, I got to know him better. And after our lunch recently, I could safely wrap up that Jason was indeed Jesse. We ate in an Italian restaurant and so coincidentally the owner was there, an Italian gentleman. He wasn’t exactly flirting with me, he was just being nice, according to me. But Jason, given his status as my boyfriend, felt otherwise. He was practically glaring at him, possibly thinking a million ways to mutilate him. The such gaze that I had never seen from Jason. I could sense his dark aura and clearly, the poor old dude didn’t sense it, or maybe he ignored him. He sti
