Semua Bab Ruin Me, Master.: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Chapter 122. The morning unfolded gently around them.After a while, Jerald guided Jasmine back to the bed, not to sleep again, but to sit with her… really sit. He leaned against the headboard, pulling her with him until she rested sideways on his lap, her legs tucked comfortably beside him. One arm wrapped around her back, the other resting over her hand, his thumb brushing absently over the ring again and again, like he couldn’t stop reminding himself it was real.Jasmine watched him quietly.There was something different about him today. Not softer exactly… he had always been gentle with her… but steadier. Like the decision had anchored him. Like choosing her out loud had given him a kind of peace she had never seen before.“What are you thinking?” she asked softly.Jerald exhaled slowly. “About everything,” he said honestly. “About you. About us. About what comes next.”She shifted slightly, turning more toward him. “Tell me.”He looked down at her, really looked at her, and some

Chapter 124. Night settled over the house like a held breath.The lights were dimmed low, not out of secrecy, but out of comfort. Everything felt slower now… quieter… as if the world itself had decided to give them space. Jasmine stood near the window, watching the city lights blink softly in the distance, her reflection faint against the glass.She lifted her hand again without thinking.The ring caught the glow.It still startled her… the way it looked so natural there. The way her fingers curved around the promise it carried. Soon didn’t feel like a distant word anymore. It felt close… warm… inevitable.She felt him before she heard him.Jerald’s presence always announced itself softly with her. No tension. No sharp edges. Just warmth. His footsteps stopped behind her, not too close, giving her room even now.“You keep checking it,” he said quietly.She smiled without turning. “I’m making sure it hasn’t disappeared.”He chuckled under his breath. “It won’t.”She turned then, meeti

Chapter 126.The sky was still waking.Not bright yet… not fully blue… just stretched wide in pale colors that felt tender and uncertain, like a held breath. Dawn lingered softly above them, brushing the clouds in muted gold and lavender, the city below still hushed in that rare moment between night and morning.Jasmine stood with her back against Jerald’s chest, wrapped securely in his arms.They were on the balcony now, the doors left open behind them, the quiet warmth of the room spilling outward. Cool air kissed her skin, carrying the faint scent of the city and something cleaner… freer. Jerald’s chin rested lightly against the crown of her head, his arms folded around her waist like he had no intention of ever letting go.She fit there easily.Like she always had.Jasmine exhaled slowly, relaxing further into him. “The sky looks different today,” she murmured.Jerald hummed softly in response, his chest vibrating against her back. “It does.”“How?”“Like it knows something is cha

Chapter 128. The sea was quiet.Not silent… just listening.Jasmine and Jerald stood barefoot in the sand, fingers intertwined, the wind moving softly around them like a witness that understood the weight of what was about to be said. The horizon stretched endlessly, blue melting into blue, the world wide and open before them.There was no crowd.No rows of chairs.No murmurs or expectations pressing in.Just them.Two people who had survived alone… choosing not to be alone anymore.The priest watched them with gentle patience, then spoke. “You may now say your vows.”Jerald didn’t release her hand.If anything, he stepped closer, his thumb brushing slowly over her knuckles, grounding himself in the warmth of her skin. He took a breath, deep and steady, as though preparing to lay something sacred down.“Jasmine,” he began, his voice low and unguarded, “I was never taught how to love softly.”Her eyes shimmered, but she held his gaze.“I learned control before I learned comfort,” he c

Chapter 130.Sunlight, Bare Feet, and the World WatchingThe morning came gently.Not loud. Not rushed.It arrived the way peace always did… quietly… like it didn’t want to disturb what already existed between them.Sunlight spilled through the open balcony doors, warm and pale, brushing over white curtains that moved softly with the breeze. The air smelled like salt and fresh bread and something sweet Jasmine couldn’t quite name yet… something that felt like comfort. Like safety. Like the promise of a day that didn’t ask anything of her except to exist.She stirred slowly, not waking all at once. Not opening her eyes immediately. Just feeling.The sheets were cool against her skin. The morning breeze kissed her arms. Somewhere nearby, the faint sound of waves rose and fell, steady and endless.She smiled before she even sat up.When she finally did, she moved quietly, slipping out of bed and padding toward the balcony barefoot, the cool stone kissing the soles of her feet.She rested