~Jasmine~
I held my throbbing cheek in pain, too stunned to even move. The woman glared at me, her eyes filled with so much disgust. But as I looked closer at her, something clicked in my mind. I gasped, recognizing her. The woman standing in front of me was Logan’s mother, Isabella.
The uncanny resemblance was undeniable. Starting with the sharpness of her eyes, to the curve of her lips, and the fact that I had seen her photos in an album Logan kept in his room. But she looked slightly older from the photographs, the years of bitterness and hate written in the lines of her face.
Isabella’s voice dripped with ridicule. “This is a generous offer, Jasmine. Enough to set you up anywhere you want, far away from here. Take it and leave our lives for good.”
My eyes landed on the bu
