Jessie turned her head away, avoiding Jeslynâs gaze.
As Albert walked off, Jeslyn kept her eyes fixed on Jessie until they vanished into the dark corridor.
Suddenly, Jessie felt lightheaded, her heart throbbing.
She gripped her chest, bewildered.
Why did she feel sorry for Jeslyn?
She was supposed to resent her.
Lettie shut the door, giving Jessie a stern look.
âTheyâre gone.
You have to stop seeing them! No matter what Albert says or does to win you over, you canât see him again.
â
âI know, Mom,â Jessie responded quietly.
Lettie let out a sigh of relief.
âGood! I was afraid youâd soften up again.
Axellâs a great guy.
I wonât rest easy
until you marry him.
â
Jessie felt uneasy hearing that.
She knew Albert wasnât her Mr.
Right.
But she wasnât sure about Axell either.
Sheâd only met his folks once but already hadnât exactly hit it off with them.
But who knew what the future held?
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She trudged back to her room.
It was midnight, but sleep eluded her.
She pulled back the curtain a bit, lost in thought.
The rain poured down hard, like a million tiny needles jabbing at everything in its path.
She watched as the door of the black car swung open, and the driver stepped out, holding the door for Albert and Jeslyn.
Albert pressed Jeslynâs head on his chest and hopped into the car.
Since he didnât have an umbrella, he got soaked, but Jeslyn stayed dry in his arms.
Suddenly, the little girl glanced up.
Jessie panicked and quickly shut the curtain.
She didnât want Jeslyn to get any false hopes.
Because she couldnât be her mother.
Later, Jessie sneaked a peek through the curtain.
Jeslyn rested her head on Albertâs shoulder, looking disappointed, her bright eyes clouded with sadnessâ¦
Jessie reminded herself not to get soft-hearted.
Outside, Albert set the little girl down by the car and glanced up at Jessieâs window before getting in.
His gaze lingered for about five seconds.
Then he climbed into the car.