“Please,” he continues desperately. “Please, Jess. Don’t trust her. Don’t act differently, either. Just get your s**t and go. If you can’t get your things, then leave them. They’re not important. You are.”
I hear something behind me and my grip around the phone tightens. “I’ve got to go.”
I hang up before he’s done talking.
Then I turn to find Freya looking right at me.
Hey Chris, I just wanted to check in and tell you that I’m safe. It’s beautiful here and I’m glad I’m not alone. I miss you though. Wish I could see your face right now. It always calms me down. Don’t waste too much time worrying about me. Xoxo, Jess the Mess.
I’ve been staring at the text for the last half an hour. So many things stand out. So many things to focus on. So many things to get f*****g pissed about.
I mis
