Mia's POV

I stared at the messages from Jake for a while. I was paralyzed as I sat at the edge of my bed, wondering what to do next. I knew I needed to call him, but a part of me was clueless as to why I was avoiding it. It wasn’t like we’d had a fight. I just didn’t want to talk to him.

I thought about what Emily said. Was Jake manipulating me, or was he just struggling because he didn’t get to see his best friend as often as before? Maybe he really did ...