MARTHA'S POV:
"Martha, don't think that you will get away with this! You won't!" Elena yelled, but I didn't turn to look back at her.
I was done with Mark, so why should I fight for him? I felt better for the first time since my father's death. So I stepped out of the house, hailed a cab, and went to the university, where I had a morning class.
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JASPER'S POV:
Upon my arrival at my restaurant, I drove my sleek black car into the parking lot.
When I alighted from the driver's seat, I shut the door, turned ahead, and walked to the restaurant building.
As I stepped into the lobby, the delicious smell wafted through the air, and I was greeted by a few staff members who were attending to the arriving guests.
Steven sat at a table, having his meal. His gaze was sharp and focus
