Chapter 404

• I start packing up my case, my phone on charge in its dock by my bed, as I take my time and some breathing space from Jake so I can think. He’s like a tornado that devours everything in its wake when he’s with me, and sometimes I need time to process things more slowly.
• I’ve put on jeans, a T-shirt that skims my figure, Converse sneakers, and a denim jacket. This is probably the most casual he’s ever seen me other than my gym attire, but for some reason, I feel comfortable being this way around him. I’m far removed from the Emma he met a year ago, who didn’t even own jeans. He must see how much he’s changed me. I want him to see how different I want to be with him.
• My hair alone is a huge deal. Changed from long, sleek, always immaculately tied back to short, highlighted, wild waves hanging loose just below my jawline, making me seem young and carefree. I catch sight of myself in the mirror, free of makeup. He’s seen me this way, in hotels early in the morning and late at night, but I look different. My skin is rosy, my eyes a softer blue, and my lips stained pink from being kissed endlessly. I am happy and almost beautiful.