“Wren know how you feel?” Her name was like fire in my veins, washing through me and leaving a trail of ash in its wake. “I don’t think Wren cares much how I feel. And I get it.” Jude scoffed. “I really thought a decade away would make you less of a moron.” My head snapped in his direction. “Excuse me?” “The girl’s still in love with you. Never stopped for a damn second. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her go on more than a handful of dates with someone. Won’t let anyone in her life even utter your name.”
