Jasmine’s point of view.
Two months later.
I stared at my father’s house blankly wondering if I had made the best decision coming here. Being a Saturday, I knew they would all be home. “Are you sure about this?” Miguel asked me as I nodded my head, my wedding was coming up the next weekend and I have tried to talk to dad but he ignores my calls.
“well, then go on then,” He said with a soothing tone, I sighed heavily before opening the door to the range rover, I stepped out of the car and made my way to the entrance.
I got on the porch and wanted to turn around, maybe this wasn’t a good idea at all, and I should probably head back. I thought to myself when I wanted to leave the door suddenly opened.
“Jasmine?” Tina my stepmother called my name softly as I sighed turning to her with a
