Jasmine was silent for what felt like an eternity. Her gaze was firmly on the woman who was telling her that she would be better off dead.
It wasn't the first time she heard those words from someone. The only difference was that this time, she was emotionally stronger and the person was technically irrelevant for her.
She was intentionally avoiding Jayden's searching gaze. She didn't need to see him know that his gaze never left her face.
Her next words may break him more than he already felt. Sadly, she couldn't keep them in. Besides, she was slowly growing impatient to feel his hands around her.
She had missed him immensely. " Is that all you have to say to me, ma'am?" She asked. She wanted this woman to say her all today. For she may never get the opportunity again.
The woman looked livid on the other side of the mirror. She gestured to the man nearest to do something. Jasmine was hit in the head by the butt of the gun the man held in his hand.