For jasmine, it’s usually the morning light that wakes her up. It’s usually the soft rays from the sun that stirs her awake. But it wasn’t exactly that this time around.
Jasmine stretches like a cat on the bed, the soft fabric brings a smile to her lips. But it vanishes as fast as it came when she doesn’t feel Luke anywhere on the bed. The girl jolts awake in a panic. Her nervousness having nothing to do with her missing boyfriend but him seeing the results of her wish last night.
God knows that she can’t explain herself to him. Jasmin jolts out of bed with only the duvet covering her nudity. Her heart pumps faster than it ever did as she yanks the bedroom door open, making a beeline for the living room.
Her eyes zero in on the table she left the book on. And to her utter astonishment,
