Chapter Twelve

Jasmine.

Jasmine stared at the pasta and stirred it. She had different things going through her mind, she remembered how she ran immediately she heard about his warehouse and the other ways to reach him. She didn't think twice before she hopped on the cab and left.

"Was I crazy? Why was I so impulsive? What was I on?" Jasmine replayed the whole day in her head, from the moment she ran out from the apartment. She sensed she wasn't herself. She had her eyes down but she wasn't looking at anything.

She sighed and paused. "I feel different around him, like we have met before? But I haven't met him before. Is this de va ju? She sighed again for the fifth time or was it? I lost count. She remembered when she turned and how she felt. The string of electricity she felt from the man was something she had felt before but she couldn't remember where and from whom. She paused and watched again.

"Like I was waiting my whole life for that moment." She said out loud. "Did I just say that?" She aske