Trent POV
"I can't rely on you." She said.
Those five words occupied my head and ravaged my atmosphere as I drove back to the penthouse.
I can't decide if I am mad at her or disappointed; all I ever want is to have her depending on me, looking up to me, and she just murder that little hope that I have with those five words because of a f*****g phone.
Admittedly, I have to be more careful around her now that we are in the city, and there could be people who know me.
Never in my mind did I ever think of seeing Frank. The man had been so much as a best friend to me when I was in middle school, but I can't let him closer now, even when it had been over a decade since the last time we met.
I can't risk anything that will cause me to lose Jasmine. God knows he would've called me Trent
