Jasmine's POV
‘I hope you love your dress? I picked this specifically because you love purple... And I bet I got the size right, so you know, I still remember your slender waist and delicate hips... a little but broader now, and for the boobs, I can't wait to see them tonight- Your first love, Sebastian.’
The sultry note stared at me, one that ought to be an abomination. Sebastian was definitely after my soul, and trying to save myself while doing all I could to keep Asher ignorant, meant me choosing between the devil and the deep blue sea, I may never make it out alive. And it was obvious that I was drowning already.
“fuck!” I groaned under my breath.
What in moon’s name was I going to do? In all of my escape plans, none gave the option of taking off the dress, because it would cause Asher more suspicion and I may never be able to wriggle myself out of that mess successfully.
Haphazardly, I wrapped my suddenly shaky palm around the tag, note actually, and tugged on it, trying to
