Jasmine POV
There was intermittently pacifying chirruped of birds outside the slid glass windows of the balcony where faint horns from angry taxis drivers blared through the brightened room.
Griffin is not in bed, and it saddens me now that I've tasted the feeling of going to sleep and waking up in his arms.
When my eyes flicker to the table clock, I try to work my mind to remember the last time I slept this long, as my morning routines had been a loop even before I started working at the Walters, I will normally wake up and take off for morning run.
The Walters—oh my God.
I didn't even ask for an excuse; now, indeed, I must be automatically fired. Mrs Lincoln would need someone to take care of Lily immediately.
The point is I would miss Lily.
What if Mrs. Lincoln and her leav
