"You're wasting my time, Clara. I think something happened to Jenna," Blake said, sitting across from me in his café—in his office, to be precise. He had come home from a business meeting in Japan just because I told him I had something important to talk about Jenna.
He loved Jenna so much that I couldn't compete with her. Even though he knew Jenna had betrayed him, he didn't let her go. It was obvious that whatever I did would be in vain.
"I want to talk about something important, Blake."
"What's important? The same thing you did a dozen years ago, and then what? You ruined my relationship with Jenna. Are you going to do the same thing now?"