Alissia POV
Jenni unties me, still giggling, and I rip off the blindfold, glaring at the door. Part of me wishes he was still here. Damn him.
“I saw this all coming,” Jenni says, sitting there with that knowing smirk, clearly enjoying the mess I’ve gotten myself into. “How can you keep refusing to accept you like them, and they want you?”
“It’s not that simple,” I mutter. “Giving up, agreeing to be with any of them—it’s just not that simple.”
Jenni raises an eyebrow. “Why not? You’re acting like it’s the end of the world.”
I rub my temples, feeling the frustration build. “Relationships and me? We don’t mix well. Plus... how would I even choose?” I throw my hands up. “There’s three of them, Jenni. Three! That just makes everything way more complicated.”
She grins like she’s got it all
