Chapter Seventy Three

JADE'S POV

Going home with Matt, having him drive all that distance to my house even though his is in the opposite direction and talking about all whatnots is more warming than I let myself think at first.

But before dinner even rolled around, I found myself looking forward to his silly texts and calls and for Friday so we can go to his cute sister's recital.

He makes me feel lighter, like my problems aren't as big as they seems and he can hold my hand through it all and somewhere inside, I realise this is exactly what I needed.

It's cute watching his tentativeness around me, no thanks to that night and the accompanying picture that surfaced this morning.

My phone rings with it's usual announcement for a notification and I reach for it almost immediately, hoping it's him.

"No phones at the table, remember?"

Amber mouths, taking a pause from eating her casserole.

Her voice is unusually quiet, the kind that it's not been in hears especially with me and it's even more surprising that she