Julie had decided to spend the night at Jack’s, although in separate rooms, with her occupying the only bedroom and him the living room. After the events that had led to her accepting to run a three-month trial with her former fling, she was in no mood to face Henry again.
She could only hope everything would work out somehow. Between her toxic affair with her adoptive brother and her just as unhealthy new relationship with Jack, she had her doubts.
She turned into the bed that smelled mildly like Jessica and tears prickled at her eyes. How could she take her place, so soon too? What crazy impulse might have driven her to embark on a silly adventure with Jack? Oh yeah, the let’s-not-lose-a-precious-friend impulse.
As she thought about her beyond messed-up love life, sleep evaded her,
