I was headed into the packhouse to my office when I saw Jake coming out of his office, crossing to the kitchen, likely for a coffee, and going off the look on his face he needed it. He looked f*****g awful! I hadn’t seen him a few days, I knew that, but I had been busy helping Lilah look after Cleo who had been unwell, so we had been taking it in turns looking after her and both staying home. Plus, I had been giving Jake some space after he had been a little sharp with me after I said Rose didn't seem to care about him.
No, maybe it wasn't the kindest thing to say, and maybe I should have held back, but it had slipped out before I had a chance to stop myself. The way he had responded told me he was either pissed off, hurt, or a combination of the two. And I have known him long enough to b
