KASMINE.
I kept reading the notes over and over again, even when I willed myself to stop.
Kester's possessiveness needed a degree. His will to become a man he wasn't...? It was impressive.
His obsession with doing things that he originally wouldn't do was as consuming as a wildfire in winter. And it was becoming dangerous.
Kester was never such a man. And I never envisaged him being such a man, even in his next life.
But this?
"Who are they from?" Jake asked, yanking me back to reality. His brows were pinched while his eyes scanned my face like he could see straight through me.
I inhaled sharply, pressing the note between my fingers like it might disappear if I held it tightly enough.
"Uhm..." I swallowed, forcing my expression to stay neutral. "I... I don't know, Jake. There's no
