I feel my annoyance fade away. Chris always has my back. Of everyone on this planet, he’s the one I know I can trust.
“I’m sorry,” I say again. “I’m so, so sorry, Chris.”
“What are you apologizing for, exactly?”
“Not listening to you when I should have," I say.
He sighs, long and weary. “I appreciate that,” he says. “Does that mean you’ll try to listen to me now?”
I hesitate for barely a fraction of a second. “I’ll do my best.”
I can almost hear him suppressing another sigh. “He’s not going to be able to give you the life you want, Jessa.”
My heart falls instantly, but I bite back the tears and the sadness. He’s not telling me anything I don’t already know.
“Think about your life in the last few months,” he continues. “That’s what you’re looking at for the rest of your life if you
