~Jasmine~
Noticing the distress on my face, Mav sighed. “I know what you must be thinking, Jasmine, but rest assured, I’m not going to harm Samantha. I only said that to scare her and confirm my suspicions of their whole agenda…which, well, worked.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the air.
I released a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “I’m glad that’s all. Now that she’s out of my hair, I hope she makes better life choices and turns over a new leaf.” Even though I knew the chances were slim—she was already too entrenched in her grudge, although a part of me still held onto a sliver of hope. Perhaps, with time and distance, she could find a path to redemption.
“You know, Jasmine, people hate what they can’t have. Samantha knows she can’t achieve half of what you have. She c
