Jessa

By Tuesday morning, I was running on fumes.

Sleep had been impossible. I’d tossed and turned all night, thoughts chasing each other in endless circles. Daniel’s cruel words wouldn’t stop replaying, sharp and poisonous. Jackson’s eyes narrowing at me last night, suspicion written all over his face. And Noah…

Noah with his infuriating smirk. Noah with that kiss I couldn’t scrub from my lips no matter how hard I tried. Noah who confused me more than anyone else in my ...