THE THINGS HE NEVER DID BEFORE

WRITER'S POV

Jessica twirled her fingers slowly and gracefully around the long round wine glass. On her left hand was a picture she held lightly.

She was seated on a wooden knitted chair bathing in the filtering sun rays. After a while she stood up, lifted the glass into her hand and walked to the window where she stood.

Everything seemed so small as she stared down. It was a four storey building. Her building which her father had gotten her on her last birthday.

She had the perfect life any woman would want. She was the perfect woman any man would want to be with. Why were things not working in her favour?

She stared at the picture in her hand again. This time longer than since she had held it.

It was a picture of her and Jay. When life was good. When Jay would give the world to be with her. When he could literally drop everything he was doing to run to her whenever she called and wanted.

Perfect times.

Why couldn’t things return to how it used to be?

In the past, he had only