Jasmine's POV “How have you been?” He gently asks, though the manly tone is evident. It’s crazy—well, not that crazy—how time has flown. The last time we spoke over…
Nicodème’s POV “Ndiaga, honestly speaking, from the intel I received—it doesn’t seem like things are getting better over there.” The speaker releases a defeated sigh. “Why do you sound…
Nicodème’s POV “Sorry!” I tilt my head down to find a short girl fixing her glasses, one hand tightly gripping the bag threatening to slide off her shoulder. I give…
Jasmine's POV An easy calm hangs over the living room as we each do our own thing. Justin is sprawled on the couch scrolling through his phone, Arya is…
Jasmine's POV The past two weeks have been some of the most exhausting I’ve had in a while. Tutoring classes, finalising assignments and work dealings all scheduled close together…
Nicodème's POV "These are the moments I cherish," our father says, his eyes crinkling as he looks at all of us gathered at the dining table. "Having all my…
Jasmine's POV “Gosh, is your brother as protective as mine? I'm not tripping, right? His behaviour is uncalled for.” Arya rambles on as I drive us to our destination.…
Nicodème's POV She doesn't bother to hide the longing in her eyes as she stares at me. At some point, a glimpse of sadness appears, which she hides just…
Jasmine's POV Damsel: Hey, are you done with your lesson? We've been let out earlier than expected. Me: Yeah, was heading to the cafeteria. Want to meet there?…
Jasmine's POV It has started again. It's been a while since I've had these weird dreams, yet they've decided to make their grand return. I pull open the…
Jasmine's POV I toss around in my bed, finding it extremely difficult to fall asleep. The temptation to take the sleeping pills, which I have successfully avoided for a…
Jasmine's POV A few days have passed, and I've yet to receive a message from Mikiah, not that I'm looking forward to it. It's the thought of it happening…
Jasmine's POV I switch to the other side of the bed, trying to escape the clanging of utensils disturbing my sleep. Failing, I keep my eyes closed and reach…
Nicodème's POV "Aroni, you know my visa hasn't been approved yet, and it has been years. Maybe it's not meant to be, well, maybe for now at least," she…
Jasmine's POV Nervously checking the time, all I can do is hope my mother is at least asleep. I quietly sneak into the house, angry that my actions might…
Jasmine's POV Lying sprawled across my bed, I absentmindedly scroll through social media, but nothing catches my attention. Each swipe feels empty. I don't have much to do today,…
Jasmine's POV "Miss Lockheart, do you have a prince?" little Amanda asks, her big, curious eyes fixed on me, sparkling with innocence. I'm momentarily caught off guard, silencing…
Jasmine's POV "JASMINE! Why haven't you cleaned up the basement yet? I don't understand why such simple instructions never seem to stick. Do I always have to repeat myself?…