Jasmine's POV
Garrett began walking slowly toward my hiding spot, and my whole body went rigid with fear. If he took three more steps, he would see me.
Please, no, I prayed frantically, clutching my stomach. Don't let him find me.
Just as Garrett reached the edge of the bush, a small rabbit rushed out from the grass right next to my feet and scurried quickly across the clearing, making a loud rustling noise in the opposite direction.
Garrett stopped walking and rubbed his tired eyes.
"I'm losing my mind," he muttered to himself, his voice hollow.
I slumped against the dirt inside the bushes, trembling. If Garrett believed I was dead, he'd think that his plan succeeded. This false assumption is the perfect shield. It will keep my unborn baby and me safe from any more assassination att
