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And Zahra… The young lady who had just been talking about learning photography from her just a few minutes ago had already passed away and was also in a completely different world from her now… Jasmine, who was a lucky survivor of a terrible disaster, ignored the burning flames. Her knees bent slightly as she slowly knelt on the ground before she covered her face with her hands as she cried miserably…

Jezton’s voice pulled her attention back to the conversation, “I’d love to see you again, but I don’t know if you’d want to see me. And on top of that, you’re a busy and married woman.” “Of course I’d love to see you,” Azzmi replied. “That’s why I gave you my number. We’ll definitely meet up.” After hearing about Jezton’s struggles during their chat at the orphanage, Azzmi felt like there was something she could do to help him. She could only hope he’d stay focused and work hard, not letting his past mistakes repeat.

she told her before leaving. Jasmine tapped her leg on the floor impatiently. She wasn't comfortable with staying back while Jabal goes alone. Though they fight and argue a lot, she still doesn't want anything to happen to him. She opened up her bag and brought out a book. She will write whatever comes to her head, to keep herself calm. **

Jasmine sighed, pleading with her eyes. Chelsea smirked, clearly not letting her off that easily. Igniting the fire, clueless Nimani spoke.” When I woke up in the hospital, the doctors just told me she's left and even when I called she said it was for work.” “For work, huh?” Chelsea raised a brow. “Last I checked, the restaurant doesn't take their workers on business trips. Is there another job we don't know about?” Jasmine waved it off with a smile. For the last two days she's decided to distract herself from the entire Christmas catastrophe and it had been working—or at least she chose to believe that. But still, she couldn't afford to let her mind wander back to any fragment memory of him

“I have a great imagination.” I wrapped my arm around her waist to keep her from falling. She stumbled with her steps. “I want to know what you said in your text messages.” Her lips curled in an exaggerated smile. “What are you going to do to me? I’ve wondered ever since you told me.” Fuck. The capo was listening to every word. Jasmine pointed her finger at him. “He doesn’t want me to marry you. He wants me to marry Zsa-dan, Zsa-Zen.” She shook her head. “Zhdan Myshkin.” She shook her head. “He scares me.”

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"Wouldn't it be folly for me to have a relationship with another man when I claim to love another? Besides, I am heavy with child and, in a few days, will be legally married to Adonai." True, but Jasmine was with Dante even when she was about to be wedded to Adonai," she pointed out. "I am not Jasmine," I said and immediately regretted that I did. Jasmine was Prisca's friend first, and she might not be happy hearing me speak about her friend like that. I hope she was not upset. "And I don't love Zafa. She loved Dante and did not love Adonai. There is a difference." Prisca did not say anything further and I worried that her silence must be because she was upset when I mentioned Jasmine.

Jasmine’s POV The rain had slowed down, and the thunder was not so loud anymore. I was still in the living room, curled on the couch with my favorite blanket and a fantasy romance book in my hands. The title was Zodiac Academy. I had just gotten to the part where everything was getting heated — The Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac — and I couldn’t put it down. I was fully inside that world, far away from the thunder outside or the weird tension in this house.

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Jasmine turned toward the flames, her back to the wolves. She spread her fingers. Let the ash coat her palms like paint. Let the kiss of that ancient power settle deeper into her belly. It had burned her. Yes. But she liked the scar. And she wasn’t done yet. The air behind her still shimmered from the heat of the fire, but it wasn’t just smoke that rose—it was the scent of her. Of power freshly fucked, of blood kissed open, of something ancient reborn in silk and ruin. Jasmine stepped forward again, her bare feet crushing cooled embers under her soles. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t bleed.