Chapter 158

I stood there, dumbfounded, fingers clutching my phone tight. My head was completely blank, heart all over the place—every emotion rushed in except happiness. Jordan would do anything for me. I could probably do the same for him. But the more I thought about what Emma said, the more it hit me—he was never my first choice, but I’ve always been his. Just like how, in my past life, I always put Ronald first, like he was my whole world. That kind of difference was so obvious, and yet I needed Emma to spell it out for me before I caught even a glimpse of how Jordan really felt. Emma must’ve caught on that she pushed too hard because her tone softened a bit. "Isabella, I... I’m not trying to guilt-trip you. It’s his choice to like you, and whether you like him back is up to you. I just feel like, as your friend, after watching him like this for so long—every year, day in and day out—it’s hard not to worry. He never says anything. It’s like he’s mute or something. I just couldn’t hold it in a