Chapter 11: Consider It a Promise

*Mia*

I scrubbed the last of my makeup off with a face wipe and winced at my bare, tired face in the vanity mirror. I must have verbally expressed my disgust since Jasmine looked over in alarm. She was just pulling on some tennis shoes to head home.

“Something wrong?” she asked.

I shook my head and gave her a reassuring grin over my shoulder. I was worrying her too much nowadays. I was so on edge with everything ...