JASMINE
"I can't believe you can't even recall your sister," Stephan let out with a confused look, and I could only swallow hard at this moment, the words landing like a stone in my stomach.
(Does my family care about me at all?) I asked the system silently, my chest tightening with a mix of confusion and quiet hurt.
(Actually, your father does care about you a lot, but not your stepmother… Or should I say Jasmine's stepmother.)
"Fine, I can accept the fact that she is my ex-fiancée, but I don't care a bit about her just that…" he dropped another bomb I couldn't contain.
"Enough…" I cut him off. My whole brain is almost frying from the overload of information.
"She is your ex-fiancée? Aren't both of us supposed to be together from the start? How come?" I took a deep breath. How many crazy things did the original Jasmine do before she finally left this body for me?
He stared at me for a few seconds. "We will talk when you get back from school," he stated.
