THE REVENGE
Chapter 28
• The next evening, 9 pm. •
Jasmine p.o.v.
I had been walking for over an hour. I didn’t want to go home. I didn’t want to face Lucas. And I certainly didn’t want to repeat my father’s words aloud. He wasn’t a father. Not really. He had been absent for most of my life, leaving only shadows in his wake.
Drawn by instinct, I wandered toward Alex’s old house. The place was steeped in memories — laughter echoing from the walls, the faint scent of past summers, the ghosts of childhood I thought I had left behind. Usually, it comforted me. Tonight… it didn’t.
As I approached, my chest tightened. Music and laughter spilled into the night. Dozens of people danced in the yard, drinks in hand, lights glinting off bottles and glasses.
What the hell was happening?
Curi
