Episode 2: Facing the past
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Jasmine's POV
I am not interested in Jasmine, father! The arrogant, cold voice of James snapped into the room, causing deep silence all over the place as I flinched in fear.
"And I cannot marry her because of some stupid deal." He roared, and I could hear his mother sigh.
You will get married to her! And that is the final say. You don't owe the rules, James, I own the rules and you will follow those rules. His father asserted, his eyes red with anger.
Then, do as you please, Father, but I will never get married to you. He snapped across my face and I flinched backward as the chair I was sitting on shifted with my body.
Fear gripped my soul at his roaring attitude.
Why was he this mad about getting married to me?
It breaks my heart to know that the man I have been loving for years has no ounce of feelings towards me at all.
Sarah, Jame's mother, cleared her throat. Butting into the matter, "James", she called with a soothing voice. Who then do you have eyes for? I thought you had always crushed on someone in the Diner household? She said, her blue pale eyes holding his gaze for his attention as she flipped her wild-dangled curly brown locks, with hints of auburn and gold that seemed to shimmer in the light, to the side of her ear.
"Yes! But I never said it was Jasmine. I am interested in Veronica and I would be glad if you all respected my decision."He declared, and I felt my breath lose its way.
I choked from the water I was drinking and there she was, staring at me and asking me what happened, if she didn't just listen to what he said.
For a moment, all I could hear was tinkling murmurs everywhere.
This is business, cay. And Veronica here doesn't know about business. The fact that she's a novice doesn't solve anything in the company. But Jas…..
"Just stop! Stop it right there mother! I am done here. He declared, his eyes filled with rage. I could feel tears threatening to fall from my eyes as he made big strides out of our house.
"James!"
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After the reluctance and pleading…I guess. He agreed to the arrangements, and we finally got married to his cold eyes piercing into my soul.
At that moment, I knew I had just got myself into something complicated.
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My hands waved to my parents as they left the vicinity of his mansion. I strode back into the house and stared at the whole living room.
A beautiful sight to behold.
I stood there, silent, eluding the place and I could hear the faint of voices up the stairs. "Who's he talking to?" I asked myself and quietly stepped on the trails, directly going to where the voice was coming from.
"Hmm… James…. Harder. I heard screams of that familiar voice. I wouldn't want to believe it was.
With fear gripping my soul, I anxiously opened the door and I gasped, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Veronica!" That was the first name that came out of my hoarse voice as I stumbled backward in disbelief.
I could see James getting down the bed and adjusting himself, his eyes holding guilt and cold at the same time. "I am sorry Jasmine." I heard him plead, but I just took steps backwards.
My heart shattered, and I couldn't process what was going on in my head.
"Veronica! Out of all the days in the world. You chose my wedding night! I roared, hot tears trickling down my cheeks with my hand holding firmly to my chest.
I felt a pang of pain in my chest and I felt like screaming on top of the world. This could be a dream, right? If it is a dream, you would rather wake me up. I screamed as I shook my head, trying not to believe the scene before me.
"I am sorry Jasmine. It was a m……
"Shut up! J…just shut up. There are absolutely no words to justify your actions. " I snapped in pain. Everything just felt so hot and unbearable, and I saw him, yes. He was trying to get closer.
Don't you dare! Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands? You blood-sucking animal.I roared, my whole body trembling in fear and pain at the same time.
"I need to leave this place." I turned my back and made moves to leave, but I felt his cold hands on my arms, holding it firmly.
I turned towards him in disgust as I handed him a slap across his cheek with a loud c***k.
"Jasmine!!!!!!"
~~Flashback Ended~~
I slowly opened my eyes, scrutinizing the area I was in, and I had clear vision when I heard my name.
"Jasmine", I softly turned towards the voice calling me and a frown appeared on my face and the only question that was left unanswered in my head was.
Where was I?
"You are awake ma'am." I heard an unfamiliar voice say, and I looked at the man's voice.
"A doctor?" I whispered when my eyes sighted his dress.
My eyes wandered around the place. "Where am I?" I asked in fear and a smile appeared on his face.
"The hospital. I am glad you are awake." He retorted, removing the drips passing into my body.
"Who brought me here?"
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It's been two days since I got back to Jame's house and even after I got to know he was the one that brought me to the hospital, we never talked about it. He would always avoid every chance we had together.
Veronica now stares at me most offensively, even after she killed my unborn child.
"Can we talk?" I requested, my hands folded asked my chest as I stared at James.
He had just got outside his room and I knew Veronica was now sleeping because, for the past two days, I noticed he was always outside whenever she fell asleep.
No, we can't. Can we just stay this way please? He pleaded, his eyes cold and tired.
No, we can't! We have to talk, James and we will. I retorted in anger, but all I could hear was his hiss.
Look, I am sorry, okay. I am sorry all of this happened, and I will try to pay back it …..
"Makeup?" The door opened, and fierce eyes strode outside.
Veronica, I called, and she raised her hands, shutting me up.
"Never asked for your opinion, girl" She fired and an urge to slap coursed through me, but I held on.
The main reason why you are still keeping her in. I told you I didn't want her here anymore, but no, you wouldn't do my wish. She sneered towards me and I kept my eyes low.
"Ver….
Don't call my name! I want her out of this house tomorrow and that's it. She declared with rolled eyes before walking back into the room.
"Veronica." He called in to her. Hot tears escaped my eyes and I ran into my room.
"She doesn't feel remorseful for whatever she had done."
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"I want a divorce" I heard as I opened the door to my room. My mouth opened in shock.
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