Jenna’s P.O.V.
My mind buzzed with a whirlwind of thoughts as I made my way to Fairview High for the first meeting regarding the new library project of the high school. It had been a week since my awkward disaster of a coffee date with Adam, and in that time, my days had been consumed by the responsibilities I had inherited at Anderson’s Construction. My uncle’s passing and the unexpected inheritance had left me grappling with a mix of emotions. Grief, gratitude, and the weight of newfound responsibilities as a business owner. I hadn’t even had the chance to read the letter my uncle had left for me, and the thought of possibly seeing Adam in the school building today only added to my internal turmoil.
As I entered the school building, my heart raced with anticipation and nerves. The meet
