Jasmine’s POV

Like a boiling rage, I can feel his anger. Probably from the way he is holding my hand so tightly as he continues to drag me out of the store.

I am supposed to be the angry one. I don’t know if he is just angry because of that man or if he is angry with me for even giving him an audience.

That man just wanted to help. I can’t help but feel sorry for him. I feel responsible for putting him in such a situation.

When we get out of the store, he let go of my hand. Then ...