Jasmine's POV

"Jasmine. I've missed you so much baby. How are you?" his voice spoke.

I froze, hysteria coming over me as I tried to control my tears and emotions.

Why was he calling me? What did he want?

For my entire life, I had only been involved with one guy and one guy only. And that took place at my old college when I was twenty.

Bradley Pittsburg and I dated for a year and a half and, when we were about to graduate, he dumped me out of nowhere, without an explanation or a reason.

I was so madly in love with him, he was my first everything, but he showed himself, broke my heart and treated me like dirt. I always assumed that he was cheating all along, or he desperately wanted to move on with someone else. What ever the reason was, it still haunted me because I was such a good girlfriend to him. Since the break up, I separated myself from everyone else, especially my friends, thinking that they would eventually walk away as well. That was one of the reasons I had no friends and I didn't trust everyone. In the end, people would always leave. I'd rather do it first.

"What do you want?" I finally asked.

"I want to reconnect with you baby and for us to start over."

The nerves of this guy to call my phone and speak of such bullshit.

"That's not going to happen," I articulated, standing my ground.

"What do you mean?" he asked dumbly.

"It's been FOUR YEARS BRADLEY!" I shouted out the last three words. "We haven't spoken or seen each other in four years, and you're calling me and hitting me up with this crap. I don't want to reconnect and I don't want you back in my life."

"Jasmine, don't talk like this. I've been the only man who had ever loved you and cared about you. I'm sure you still don't have a boyfriend, just let me be the one."

I scoffed.

He was right about one thing, I didn't have another guy after him, but I wasn't going to allow myself to fall back in love with Bradley by hearing the sound of his voice and his sleazy attempts.

Don't get me wrong, Bradley was very handsome and his beautiful light brown eyes could get any female's attention. I wasn't at peace when we were in a relationship because almost every girl at the college wanted to ride on his penis, but I moved past his looks. I hated the way he ended us. I couldn't trust him. I didn't want to trust him.copy right hot novel pub