Bab 105: JESSEL'S VISIT

SEAN EDIN'S POV

I slumped into my chair, staring blankly at the stack of reports on my desk. The weight of Jessel's absence was heavy, pressing down on me with a relentless intensity. Since our one-night encounter, I hadn't heard a word from her—no call, no text, nothing. The silence was deafening, and my mind was plagued with a mix of anxiety and self-doubt.

Every time my phone buzzed, or a notification pinged, I found myself reaching for it with a flicker of hope, only to be met with disappointment. The emptiness of waiting for a message that never came was beginning to take its toll. I couldn't help but replay every moment, every interaction, trying to pinpoint where things might have gone wrong.

Had I misread the situation?