Chapter 9

• CHAPTER NINE One day, Eight hours and…six minutes.
• That was how long the text had been sitting in Jensen’s inbox. He detested that he was reduced to even knowing how long it had parked itself in his consciousness, taunting him with it’s presence.
• Taunting him with that gut twisting mix of hope and bitterness he thought he was finally rid of. He detested the fact that it had taken just one text from her to reduce him to this. He hated that she still had that effect on him. After five damn years.