Chapter 162 We Kiss, We Make Up

I did not get much sleep that night. I could not stop playing the fight in my head, over and over. I clutched at my pillow and watched the empty dip in my bed where Andrew normally slept. He was jealous, that was all that I could think of to justify his behavior. It made perfect sense; Jeffrey and I were together a lot, and that picture did look incriminating, even if Andrew knew that there was nothing going on between us. Still, that did not excuse him acting so possessive and angry at me.