JASMINE
Both of their eyes hold the same look for the first time.
It is easy to tell that they have similar questions running through my mind but there’s a common hesitation between them. Even after a few hours pass, I can’t give myself an answer to what happened out there no matter how much I struggle.
Worse, for some awkward reason, Ethel chooses to remain silent.
Andre pulls up beside me as we all examine the man. His hair bounces off his thin, scarred shoulders any time he moves. He had eaten the food the maids had offered him ravenously, and even now, he acts oblivious to our presence. I feel a shift in the atmosphere and almost immediately, Alec’s scent hits me.
He saunters into the room, brushing past Andre slightly. The brief air of hostility between them makes my insides curl
