Trent POV
"You've finished yours and a half of mine."
"Shush... don't tell the neighbors about my rapacious appetite." She laughs along with me.
After my skepticism got the best of me earlier, I keep doing anything to make up for hurting Jas. from watching Riverdale to reading 'great expectations' out loud, I even let her win a soccer video game, not that she can aim very well for a goal, I had to score an own plan. And she cheered like she won a championship title.
The truth is, I broke inside watching her cry right in front of me and then apologize for something that wasn't her fault because I blamed her for it.
Her voice sliced my heart as she begged, “please, I'm sorry.”
I couldn't take it; I had to let go of the need to smash our dirty rag neighbor's head against the concret
