Jessica’s P.O.V.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I asked Derek as I was still sitting in the kitchen. Derek’s parents had just left us, after my mental breakdown, Derek had basically kicked them out himself, claiming that I needed some rest. Right now, that didn’t even sound so bad, to be honest. But I knew we still weren’t where we needed to be, we still needed to talk, really talk. So, as soon as Derek had stepped one foot back inside the kitchen after letting his parents out, I fired my first question at him, the one that was probably the most painful one to me. He just sighed, looking lost as he reached up his hand to stroke over the back of his neck.
“Because I’m dumb?” He asked me back as a question, which made me laugh.
“You’re not dumb,” I answered him, shaking my head. Derek s
