BLAKE
I watched in horror as Jasmine doubled over and fell off the couch, just narrowly missing the coffee table. I shuddered as she screamed in agony at the rejection. Before I could think about what I was doing, I picked her up by her waist, her whole body convulsing. I quickly glanced back at Luke who was also doubled over on the couch, clearly also in pain, hesitating and wondering if I should try to help him too.
His eyes locked with mine, red and brimming with tears. “It’s okay, Blake. Help Jasmine. I’ll be okay,” he wheezed out, grasping at his chest. I’d come back for him later and make sure he really was okay. At that moment, all I could think about was taking care of Jasmine.
I swiftly grabbed my car keys from the entryway table and ran to my car, carrying Jasmine over my shou
