JASMINE
Ivy dropped me at home, and I thanked her again. I speed walked into the house, desperate to get back to wallowing in my misery. I was already imagining how comforting it would be to pull on my pajamas and crawl under my comforter, exiting the demands of the world. Although it was nice to get my mind off Luke for a little while, the sting in my chest wouldn't cease, and I could barely bring myself to feel normal. I swung the front door open to find my parents sitting on the couch. They both looked up at the sound of the door opening and shutting.
“Where have you been?” my mom questioned as soon as I walked in, with pursed lips and a sour look on her face. “You left your cell phone at home. We tried mindlinking you and couldn’t get through. I hope you weren’t going outside the ter
