Allison
Today was Sunday, and Jayden had been holed up in his room all day. We hadn't seen him since we got back, and the only sound we'd heard from his room was muffled sobbing. Who would have thought that the strongest playboy with a cold heart was actually vulnerable and soft like this?
That evening, Jayden finally emerged from his room to join the family for dinner. The atmosphere was quiet, with only the sound of utensils clinking against plates breaking the silence.
My mom, her voice laced with concern, asked, "Jayden, is everything okay?"
He nodded, forcing a weak smile. "Yes, I'm doing well now, I guess. Sorry for keeping you guys worried."
He continued eating, his eyes cast down at his plate. My mom turned to stare at me, and I sighed deeply, focusing on my food.
Tom spoke u
