The familiar hum of the Trap House fills me with a sense of comfort as I wait for the crew to return from their Maine trip. The days without them have felt long and lonely, marked by my struggle to manage my feelings and navigate the distance that had grown between us. The house has been quiet, almost too quiet, and I've been counting down the days until their return.

The sound of the front door finally opening sends a rush of anticipation through me. I maneuver my wheelchair to the living room, my heart racing with excitement. I've missed Jake so much, and the thought of seeing him again brings a warmth I haven't felt in weeks.

One by one, the crew filters in, their faces lighting up as they see me. Nora is the first to come over, giving me a warm hug. Sam and Colby follow, each sharing their own enthusiastic greetings. But it's Jake who finally makes his way to me, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and joy.

"Wren," he says softly, his voice breaking slightly with emotion. "I've missed you so much."

Before I can respond, Jake wraps me in his arms, lifting me into a gentle embrace. The familiar scent of him—his cologne mixed with a hint of the outdoors—brings back a flood of memories. I bury my face in his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his arms around me. It's been too long since I've felt this close to him.

"I missed you too," I finally manage to say, my voice trembling with emotion.

Jake pulls back slightly to look at me, his hands cupping my face. "Wren, I'm so sorry for everything. I know the videos must have been hard for you, and I want you to know that nothing happened between Emily and me. She's a friend, and that's all she is."

The sincerity in his eyes eases some of the tension I've been carrying. "I've been feeling so left out and jealous. Seeing you with her, and the way she's been featured in the videos, it hurt. I wasn't sure where I stood."

Jake's eyes soften with regret. "I should have been more aware of how it was affecting you. I never wanted you to feel excluded or hurt. I swear to you, there was nothing romantic between Emily and me. I've missed you so much, and you're the only one I want."

He leans in and kisses me tenderly, his lips brushing against mine with a softness that speaks volumes. The kiss deepens, and I can feel the intensity of his emotions in each touch. It's as if he's trying to convey all the words he's struggled to find, pouring his feelings into this intimate moment.

As we break the kiss, Jake looks at me with a mixture of longing and vulnerability. "I missed your touch, Wren. I missed how you make me feel. I'm so sorry for the way things have been. I want to make it right, and I want to reassure you that you're the one I care about."

I can see the genuine remorse in his eyes, and it helps to mend the hurt I've been feeling. "Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to hear it from you."

Jake kisses me again, this time with a passionate urgency that leaves me breathless. His hands roam gently over my shoulders and face, as if he's trying to reconnect with me in every possible way. The kiss is a mixture of relief, desire, and a deep-seated love that reaffirms our bond.

As we pull away, Jake's eyes are filled with a mix of relief and determination. "I want us to move forward from this, Wren. I want to make sure you know how much you mean to me. Nothing and no one will come between us."

I nod, feeling a renewed sense of hope and connection. "I want that too. I know it'll take time to work through everything, but I'm willing to try. I want to be a part of the adventures again, and I want us to be close like we used to be."

Jake's expression softens, and he kisses me again, his lips lingering on mine. Each kiss feels like a promise, a reaffirmation of the love we share and the commitment to work through our challenges together.

As the evening unfolds, the crew gathers around, excitedly sharing stories from their trip. There's laughter and camaraderie in the air, and I can't help but feel a part of it once more. Jake's presence beside me, along with his reassurance and affection, makes everything seem a little brighter.

The night ends with a quiet calm, and as I sit with Jake, feeling the warmth of his love and the sincerity of his apologies, I realize that while the road ahead may still have its challenges, we're taking the first steps toward healing and reconnecting.

The chapter of uncertainty and jealousy feels like it's beginning to close, replaced by a renewed sense of closeness and understanding. As I look into Jake's eyes, I feel a profound sense of relief and hope, knowing that together we can face whatever comes next.