Chapter 71

• Jenny’s POV
• “Dear God,” I murmured, walking around the kitchen with a scowl on my face as I opened and slammed the cabinets close. I was frustrated. I wanted something to eat and I couldn’t find any quick snack in the kitchen to eat. It annoyed the shit out of me.
• The last time I had gone shopping, I had made sure to stock the house up with junks so it’ll take time before we run out of that stuff. But here we were, barely a month after, already out of snacks.