Jacob’s POV
Has it really been a week and two days?
The thought ran through my head after Jocelyn left the room. It had been sixteen days since thing were kind of okay between the both of us. The thought was jarring.
My mind went back to the day that Jocelyn told me about Patrick and the stupid woman he had for a mother. I wanted to comfort her and tell her that she did nothing wrong. I wanted to hold her and let her know that I would be there for her no matter what.
Instead, I messed up. I messed up badly. Apparently, I didn't make her feel understood, instead, I ended up making her feel more anxious. Sharing something like that must have been so hard for her and I understood that.
Massaging my head with my fingers I wondered how things had gotten so bad. Yes, I was mean to her. I wa
