Chapter 92: Small Victory

Jason POV: 

I had arrived at Ella's place exactly at 8:30. Yeah, I know—excited much? But come on, who wouldn't be? I stayed in my car until 9:00, debating whether I should go up or not. Finally, I made my way to her apartment and decided to wait. The minutes dragged on, and there was no sign of her. By the time it hit 9:45, I leaned against the wall next to her door, closing my eyes and wondering if I should have just gone to the diner to offer her a ride home. But who was I kidding? She would've rejected the idea before I even got the chance to explain myself. 

As I stood there, my mind racing with all the ways this could go wrong, I heard footsteps approaching. They came to a halt, and I opened my eyes. There she was—Ella. God, she was beautiful. Even with that frown on her face, which was undoubtedly directed at me, she looked perfect. 

Great. Definitely not in a good mood.