Chapter Seventeen

Gwen.

I left the kitchen after trying hard to calm myself which I failed woefully, the tears came pouring out when my daughter ran to meet me and ask if I was okay.

I couldn't even speak to her all I could do was pick her up and make my way to her bedroom. The sweet flowery scent of her room welcomed us as we got in. I dropped her on her bed and made my way quickly to her wardrobe, I packed her things in like a mad person.

I was glad Jasmine didn’t say or ask any question while I was packing, I concentrated on the packing, and in the blink of an eye, I was done. I arranged the bags in the corner of the room and after that took Jasmine and gave her a quick bath.

Any second in this house felt like I was imprisoned in a cell, Henry was a fucking asshole who thinks he owns the world and every living thing in it must bow to him. I will leave with my child and I don't care what he is going to do, Jasmine is as much a child as much as she's his. I have the right to take her because I was