CHAPTER 34

  Jasmine

  An entire hour passed before the door of the bathroom was opened by Micheal, my eyes spotted the sight of the now destroyed bedroom behind him— Everything in the room was completely shattered, the pieces of furniture, the glass decorations, the vases, even the curtains were torn into tiny little pieces.

  "Jasmine..." Micheal walked closer to me and wiped my cheek with his fingers and it was then I realized that my tears had not stopped even for a second for the past hour.

  "Is Lucien okay?" I asked, the constant worry did not have any intention to recede until my ears would get to hear what they wanted to.

  Micheal did not answer my question, instead, he helped me get down from the counter and lead me out of the bathroom. Supporting my weak legs by sliding his strong hand around my waist and keeping me close.