Mysonsgf - Jenny

“If he wants it back, he can come get it himself,” she said. “Tell me I’m worth the drive.”

He sighed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Jenny. Of course. For the past three months, his son’s girlfriend had been an invisible third resident in their home. She lived not in the guest room, but in Liam’s phone, on his laptop, and apparently, at this ungodly hour, on David’s own curated feed. Mysonsgf Jenny

The chat exploded.

But he didn’t. He kept watching.

He sent it before he could talk himself out of it. “If he wants it back, he can come