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. She was so quiet. It struck him as odd that she stayed in bed

w. Her lean shoulders

ntarily relieved him of some guilt. He moved cl

. Her porcelain-smooth skin felt a bit warm, but he se

ess that just happened. Desperate to hear her voice again, he ligh

ed her stare at something on the wall. She must be

. Jenson sighed to himself. Although intoxicate

nd how he had drunkenly but deliberately coaxed her into it. To begin with, he wasn’t even that

ar. Neither did she expect any o

remained slightly tousled. Jessi kept so still he thought she had dozed off. In the dark, her skin looked

lf in the morning. If he wok

eel like this was a mess

en the best ice cold beer he'd had afterwar

memories lingered in his mind. He couldn't help but recall the many times she avoided him in the past weeks.

nd time with her again, he could only think of

w, everything just seemed…dr

n they could break the wall. The fucking wall. The barrier that seemed to be too s

ht him back to the pre

arm around her. He watched as Jessi moved closer to

t off of the bed to find somethin

Right. T

step back inside the bedroom when he felt like he needed a splash of freezing cold water to snap himself out of

er his breath, and then stared at himself in t

still didn't want to leave and end the night with a sorry speech. Jenson splashed cold water a

y why he wanted to get that drunk in the first place. He never drank that much.

y, he felt like she was blaming his job for everything. That it was the reason they couldn't completely settle down, buy a nice, bigge

ther for days. Their last breakup was when she went away for three months on vacation with her sister in London, w

etter and stick it ou

lash occasional shrinks. Especially the nice, caring, unbelievably beautiful huma

m in times of need. She had been the most

e and was surprised to see her up and awake, slipping into a shirt too big for her petite but fairly curvy

t the door. It was almost dawn. He studied the almost blank expression on her angelic

for something. He took a few steps closer to the bed. Then she finally spok

was already approaching him with a folded bl

he mumbled without s

k the clean shirt from her clasp. Then he

e? He put her in deep trouble. It was completely his

ollowed her hasty steps towards the bathroom. He needed to talk it

me wherein alcohol wasn’t an issue. But they should at least try to acknow

ompletely ruined

epths of hell. For real. The devi

He caught her slouching by the sink, her stare almost glassy as she gazed at her own reflection.

settle everything with her. Jenson stayed put beside the door and could only watch. He couldn’t st

ame again. She kept ignoring his presence and quietly ran a bat

me t

o?” she muttered with a frown, then turn

f you wa

idn't

ad, too—which was understandable, considering what

he bed.” Jessi pointed to the night

ced and hung onto a flicker of hope. But the sensible part promptly reasoned that it was prob

y was he ev

as J

rl. Sometimes, ever

si, his coffee-maker. Je

er, sometimes driver,

is ever