Jasmine's POV

Somehow I regretted more every step of the way. That morning when I woke up, I was still tangled in Nico's arms.

I hurriedly untangled myself from him and got off of the bed. Very quiet, not to disturb him.

And then, as quickly as I could, I fled the room, closing the door behind me. I leaned against the wall.

I heard my breath coming out in a horrid burst. "Finally," I managed to tell myself. Why was I having such a panic attack at this time? I think to myself.

But then, ...