Chapter Seven
Jasmine
My phone chimed on my nightstand. It was late, and I still couldn’t sleep.
Sliding up against the headboard, I tucked the covers around my hips as I looked out the window. The moon was high in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the field behind Levi’s house, the spruce trees shimmering under the light. The jagged line of the mountain ridge in the distance was a dark silhouette. With a sigh, I leaned over to snag my phone off the nightstand, swiping my finger across the screen.
It was a text from Glen.
I know I f****d up, but you could at least tell me where you are. This doesn’t have to mean things are over. I blew it, and I know it. Please just give me a chance to talk.
I might’ve had all kinds of feelings about Glen and what had happened, but I knew withou
