* Chapter 12 To prepare for my wedding reception*
Jasmine could feel the heavy weight of their stares thankfully she was impervious to their glares.
" Will you say something already? " came Tatie's impatient voice. " You are guilty just admit it" she added.
" Tatiana! Let her speak"
She bristles at this " Thank you, Keith. Tatie here misunderstood everything.."
Once again,Carl seized yet another opportunity " Yes, she did! Aunt Jasmine did not mean it, she was not in her right senses"
Choosing a laugh, Jasmine asked dabbing a finger into I her chest " Not in my right senses? Do I look drunk? "
" Prove it then"
Without necessarily raising her voice, Jasmine responded " I don't have time for your rubbish Tatie, it is my wedding reception and the
