Genuine Words From Jason
Jason’s voice carried a steady sincerity as he pressed on. “She feels awful, Ryan. She really does. Just hear her out,” he urged. I let out a long sigh, torn between the sting of this morning’s argument and the possibility of reconciliation. “You think I should?” I asked, my hesitation clear. Though I couldn’t see him, I could almost feel his nod. “Absolutely—give her a chance.” Somehow, hearing it from him cut through the haze, offering me a sliver of clarity.
Genuine Words From Jason
Deciding On a Meeting
After hanging up with Jason, I exhaled deeply, still trying to piece everything together. “Alright, I’ll meet her,” I finally conceded, the words feeling strange and reluctant on my tongue. Agreeing to face her again wasn’t easy—I braced myself for more tension—but curiosity and the need for answers pulled me forward. Jason’s words echoed in the back of my mind, nudging me toward a fragile sense of understanding.
Deciding On A Meeting
