Jasmine's POV
In split seconds, my anxiety is replaced with bliss. I was close to home and I knew it. More than ever, the urge to be in my father's arms and be his baby girl one more time, grew stronger. This was beyond feeling nostalgic, this was sulking... for lack of a better word. I was only a few seconds to my breakthrough but I was already too impatient to see it through.
I wanted to feel him here and now, and if I didn't in the next second, I could have broken down, that was how homesick I was. If I could be this fragile, what was I expecting of Emily, my little baby? This feeling somehow triggered the mother hen side of me. I knew Emily and her brothers did well putting up with their aunt and uncle, Rylee and Liam, but I couldn't help but wonder if they missed me as much as I missed my father.
“Damn, I miss you papa.” I suppressed a sob, so I wouldn't want to attract Asher or Sebastian’s pity. I was tired of being seen as a big baby. For a long, I so much longed to handle t
