Jasmine POV
Reagan had just promised me everything that my heart desired. What should I do next?
“Will you trust me please, Jasmine?” Reagan asked as he took my hands in his.
At that moment, something shifted inside me. The past I had with Reagan flashed before me. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes, Reagan. I trust you.” Tears streamed down my face as I nodded at him.
A relieved smile spread across his face, and he pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.
We stayed like that for a long moment, wrapped in each other’s embrace with the night air cool against our skin. I looked up at Reagan, offering him a smile. And then, slowly, he leaned in. His lips were almost touc
