Chapter 3: Initiative
"It feels like a dream. All those memories... of five whole years," Jazmine whispered to herself. Her fingers lightly brushed the huge glass panels of the hotel room at the tall skyscraper.
She gazed down at the bustling city at her feet.
It was Dawn. Redness spread across the margins of the sky as brightness began to dim, announcing the arrival of night.
It was real, all of it. Yet, to her, it felt so unreal.
"Did all of that really happen?"
A heaviness settled deeply upon her heart once the realization hit her.
"But why did I have to come back on the day of my marriage with David?
Why could I have not come back a few days earlier?
Just one day...
Why could I not come back one day earlier when I hadn't signed those papers... those papers that would ruin me?
All those five years of torture...