Jovita's POV

“Jayden?” I shrieked, surprised.

What was he doing here? I had cried out a river because he didn't want to see me. Now he was in my room, sitting on my reading desk, and scanning a book I was reading. His brows were knotted and his hazel eyes were dark with anger. Overall, he still looks fucking hot as always.

He is wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt. Gosh, I can see his fucking biceps, so hot!

“I asked you a fucken question, mate!”

“I…I…umm…I'm coming from the meadow”, I stutter. Why the hell was I nervous? This is all on him for refusing to see me....