"Hi," Jackson whispered as if he was too shy to talk to her.

"Hi, how are you doing?" Gladys asked, acting as though she wasn't uncomfortable at his sight.

Ever since she heard him confess his love to her, she had known that whenever she met him she would feel uncomfortable since her consciousness had been blaming her for ruining their relationship, when it was obvious she wasn't at fault.

Her mood seemed to have switched from angry to cool thanks to Jackson who was still looking like a boy that's afraid to confess that he stole a toy.

"Fine. And you?" He asked if his truck was not at...