For two weeks, I cut Jasper off completely. I ignored his calls and texts and stayed holed up in my parents' house. He came by often, trying to talk, but I refused to see him.
He could burn for all I care, I would never see him!
Of course, Jasper had impeccable timing. The one night I finally felt like coming out of my mess, he showed up—right when my parents were out.
“Daphne, open up! I know you’re in there!” His voice boomed, fists banging on the door.
Reluctantly, I swung it open and yelled back, “What do you want?”
He barged in, not missing a beat. “Why haven’t you answered my calls? Or Briana’s?” His tone dripped with accusation. “She’s been trying to reach you! You know she has a weak heart, Daphne. Worrying her like this is bad for her health. You’re being completely unreasonable!”
“Unreasonable?” I scoffed. Was he for real?
“You abandoned me at our ceremony, and I’m the unreasonable one here?” I shouted, my voice trembling with fury, every word echoing in my ears.