Jasmine POV
"I don't think we would need much." My brother said when he came down the stairs.
He had been tidying up the house when mom and I couldn't bring ourselves to start anything and the time we have left in New York is nearing.
"Just our clothes are enough." Mom told him.
Although mom had shown no worry, she had been by my side, telling me it would get better. But the actual fear is when?
If dad still haunts me, I don't think there's hope this fresh anguish would fade away. Too much of Griffin, I mean Trent Walter had scarred me, to an extent I can't feel tears in my eyes.
"If so, I think we are set. I've cleared the wardrobes." Said Jimmy.
What is wrong is that they're all behaving like this was okay? Going on with the brutal disgrace like this was compulsory.
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