Jasmine, her gaze lingering on Liam for a moment, nodded and turned away, her steps brisk as she headed towards the reception desk. As she walked away, a wave of sadness, frustration, and a strange, unfamiliar pang of jealousy washed over her. It was a feeling she couldn't quite place, a confusing mix of emotions that left her feeling lost and confused.
Liam, sensing the shift in Jasmine's demeanor, watched her go, a flicker of concern crossing his face. He turned back to Ciara, his expression serious. "Ready?"
Ciara, her mind racing with thoughts of Galen and the unsettling feeling that something was amiss, nodded, her hand still clasped in Liam's. As they walked towards the hotel's coffee shop, a sense of unease lingered in the air, a silent question hanging between them: what was Gale
