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Chapter 12: Farewell Jasmine Reign’s POV “We will miss you so much, Dad. Please take care always, and do not forget to call us,” I said emotionally while hugging him as tightly as I could, as if my arms alone could keep him from leaving. “I will, honey,” he replied gently while tapping my back in a comforting rhythm. I slowly pulled away and wiped my tears, forcing myself to breathe. I did not want to be emotional, but I could not help it no matter how hard I tried. My father was going to be away from me, away from us. I would not be able to see him for who knows how many years. I just hoped and prayed that his patient would recover soon so everything could return to normal. “Dry your tears, honey. I will be sad if you cry,” he said softly. “I am not used to seeing you like this. You are a tough and brave girl, right?” I slowly nodded and gave him a small, shaky smile.

Chapter 14: EmbarrassedJasmine Reign’s POVWhat the heck did he just do? I tried everything to avoid them, every careful step and every silent prayer, but they still chose to make fun of me anyway. Damn it, I really do not like what is happening right now. My once peaceful life feels like it was trampled on and dragged through dust, just like a wagon trail after a stampede.I walked faster, forcing myself to calm down even though my chest felt tight. Is this some kind of messed up dream? No, this is worse. This is a full blown nightmare. Everyone’s attention will be on me now, just great. Exactly what I never wanted.“Reign! Wait for us!” I heard Aby and Chris yell behind me, their voices echoing across the cafeteria. I still kept storming out, my boots pounding against the floor as if I were running from something dangerous. I was trembling in anger, shaking so hard I could barely think. Dang it, if only I could punch his thick face again and no

Chapter 16: ThreatJasmine Reign’s POVI half-ran toward my next class, my backpack bouncing against my side. Damn it, I am really late. Well, thanks to them. I just hope our professor will still let me in without making a fuss.As I reached the classroom door, I took a deep breath to calm myself before knocking. My heart was pounding, and my palms were sweating from running so fast.After a few seconds, Ms. Kim appeared and smiled warmly.“Yes, Miss Campbell?” she asked, tilting her head kindly.“I’m sorry I’m late, Ma’am. I—” I started, but she cut me off before I could finish.“Get in. I know what happened, and I understand it. You are a good girl, Jasmine. You do not deserve to be treated that way.”Oh. They already knew. I went silent, biting my lower inner lip as I let out a long, shaky sigh.“Do not worry. Everything will be alright,” she continued gently. I nodded my head. She was really kind, l

Chapter 18: TargetJasmine Reign’s POV“Argh! They are so freaking annoying!” Chris yelled, his voice full of frustration, as we finally reached the rooftop. We had decided to skip our next class for the meantime because honestly, after everything that happened earlier, joining it now would only bring more embarrassment and unwanted attention.I walked slowly toward the wooden box tucked in the corner of the rooftop and sat down with a heavy sigh. This is exactly what I feared—their constant interference, their pointless games. Why does this keep happening to me? What did they even see in me that made them think it was funny to mock me, to mess with us?Do they actually find this entertaining? They have no idea who they are dealing with. They are messing with the wrong people, that is for sure.“You’re right. I don’t know they can be that irritating. This is the first time

Chapter 20: RhianJasmine Reign’s POVOnly if I could, I would murder someone right now. This is exactly what I was afraid of happening. I took another glance at Chris’s phone, and my stomach twisted. My face was being exposed. Every person on campus knew about what happened earlier.Almost every girl on campus was calling me a bitch for punching him in the face. They were throwing out all sorts of names—slut, whore, playing-hard-to-get girl, and, worst of all, his so-called plaything of the month. But that was not even the worst part. The part that made my blood boil was that he had dragged my friends into this mess.Chris’s reputation as a model was at risk. I knew that Draven and his group had connections in the modeling world, connections that could easily ruin him or even get him kicked out. Making him look bad in front of the crowd was just the start. And Aby—there was a chance they wou