Jasmine
As I stood in the crowded party, surrounded by people and music, my thoughts were far from the festivities. I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of fear and anxiety every time Hardin was nearby. Every touch, every word, made me cringe with revulsion.
And the way he had mouthed the words that I was next made me want to puke.
“Come with me Jasmine, let’s go over to the balcony,” Nadia mentioned, but I simply shook my head with a forced smile, while her eyes searched mine worriedly.
“You are sure you don’t want to go?”
“Yes,” I voiced out, then Nadia gave me a warm hug before leaving to join the rest of the crowd.
My mind was consumed with doubts and questions about what I did feel for Hardin. I had accepted the fact that whatever I shared with Hardin was mainly bec
