Jasper’s POV
“Take me with you,” said Xesha, when she found out that Helena had called me repeatedly.
I froze at her words, but couldn't respond. Her arrival could cause new problems. Just imagine, Helena with her complaints a few minutes ago, my mother who disapproved of my relationship with Xesha, and Xesha, my future wife, who demanded that I let Helena go if I wanted our relationship to improve.
I didn't know what would happen if I granted her request.
When her gaze became intense, a sign that she was no longer open to negotiation—as if to say, "Take me, or there will never be a wedding"—another call came from my mother.
"Jasper! Helena is bleeding! Come home now, or you will regret it for the rest of your life."
That was something. A threat I could never avoid, whi
