(Jasper’s POV)
It’s been days since she cut me off. Since she stopped answering my texts, my calls, my emails. But I keep trying. I tell myself every time that this is the last time. But the cycle never ends. I can’t stop.
I try to tell myself to let her go. To respect her space. But every time I think I’ve gotten through it, every time I try to move on, something drags me back.
I wonder if she’s doing okay. I wonder if she thinks of me, even a little. I wonder if the emptiness inside her is as heavy as mine.
“Scarlett. Please, just let me explain. One call. Five minutes."
Delete.
“Scarlett, it isn’t what you think.”
Okay, she’ll definitely not reply to that.
“I am so sorry. I know sorry isn't enough, but I am losing my mind. This silence is driving me crazy. Please, baby, tell m
