Roselyn's P.O.V
I sat at the kitchen table, at the very silent kitchen table.
I carefully watched Jackson out of the corner of my eye. He seemed not to remember anything from last night.
I looked at Drake.
He mouthed, What's going on? I shrugged.
"So," Drake started. "What'd you do last night?"
"So we're know on talking terms, huh?" Jackson snapped.
"Jeez," Drake mumbled.
"Jeez? First, you get on my case about cheating on Rose eight years ago. Then, you get on my fiancée's case. And now you think we're okay!?" Jackson yelled.
"What the heck is your problem? Why are you being such a Pissy-Patty?" As soon as the words left Drake's mouth, his eyes went wide. As did Jackson's, and his mom's, and Steven's.
"Drake," his mom hissed.
"Pissy-Patty." And the second Jackson looked at me, I knew he remembered everything, and I mean everything.
Great.
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Our Broken Skies ✔️
Homes llopWhat happens when your entire world falls apart? When clouds become dark, and you watch as the once beautiful sky gets torn in half? Roselyn Jones. The girl who was lucky enough to find her true love. At least, that's what everyone said. But... true...
