Laura
The drive back to the hotel was thick with silence. The air inside the car seemed suffocating, heavy with all the unspoken words and lingering emotions. Jake didn't even look my way. He was staring out of the window, jaw clenched, lost in his own thoughts. I was doing the same, trying not to think about everything that had happened. It was too much, everything. The kiss, the sex, the rejection. The silence between us seemed louder than any argument we could have had.
I stole a glance at him, wondering what was going through his mind. He looked calm, distant, completely unbothered. It hurt more than I'd like to admit. How could he just brush everything off like this? As if it didn't mean anything? Maybe I had misjudged everything. Maybe I was the only one feeling this... whatever it was. The pain of that realization gnawed at me, and I turned away, biting my lip to stop the tears from falling.
