Avery bit her inner lip.
This conversation wasn't going well like she predicted. Jane had always been stubborn. An internal sigh filled up her lungs. Maybe she should give it another try. This first attempt was doomed to fail from the start.
"I understand what you mean, Jane," the madam replied. This time, she didn't try to touch the young woman. Her lips merely displayed a sad smile. "I once believed I'd love another man for life. That we'd get married and have kids. But now? I wouldn't trade Jackson for him or anyone else. I wouldn't have been able to achieve this happiness if I had clung to that same guy."
Jane heard of similar stories—which was why she believed none of them could understand her feelings. Her nails dug into the armrests as her neck twisted back. "That's different."
"How is it different? Explain it to me," Avery pleaded.
Oh, Jackson. First, you protest to them moving in together. Now, you... protest to them not moving in together. Lmao. Make up your mind.
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Have a good day!
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