Evelyn’s Pov

I think I hated him

I packed up some of Alex's shirt inside my bag and a Jean I saw in the spare bedroom. It probably belonged to one of his many lovers and I didn’t mind, he wouldn’t see me again.

Immediately I saw Jason slip out of the room a little after midnight. I had not been able to sleep and watching him evade me rubbed me off the wrong way.

I had tried to understand what it was that we shared that made me feel so drawn to him but his response had been dismissive and distant. His rejection had hurt.

I didn’t remember what...