Jasmine's POV

"Pack my things?" I asked for the second time.

"Did I stutter?" he asked. He turned the car engine off and opened his car door.

I remained seated. I felt numb.

"Jasmine," he called me as he came around my side. He opened the passenger's door and stood there, waiting for me to get out.

"Why do you want me to move into your house? I'm very comfortable and happy at my own apartment."

"Jasmine, you're having my kid. You've been talking crazy about adoption and abortion. Do you think I'll be comfortable having you away from me with the baby inside you? You're moving into the mansion where I can keep a closer eye on you and the baby."

"But you're at work all the time!"

"Jasmine, I'm not going to fight you on this any longer. Get yourself upstairs and let your sister assist you with packing."

"I don't want to leave my sister and my mother," I protested as the tears came welling up in my eyes.

He ran his fingers through his hair and looked heavenward. He mouthed something to himself and I was certain it was "Lord, give me strength."

I stepped out the car and moved pass him. I went upstairs, slammed the door shut behind me and moved towards my bedroom. Zenia tailed behind.

"Thanks a lot Zenia!" I snapped at her as she came into the bedroom.

"You're welcome."

"You think this is funny? This is my life you're constantly butting into."

"You're honestly sounding like a selfish bitch at this very moment, Jasmine Blackman. What I did, I did it for the life inside of you and I have no regrets for going behind your back and telling Evan THE TRUTH. You're only thinking about yourself and not the baby. You should be damn happy that Evan wants to apart of the baby's life and not throwing you under the bus about Bradley."

She left the room with a frown on her face and I knew she was not about to come back and help me pack.

I packed light, grabbing some clothing and items I'd be needing for a night or two at his place. I tossed everything into a carry-on bag and held it in my hand. I moved towards the living room where Zenia was sitting and looking at the TV. I said nothing more to her. I pushed through the front door and walked back to Evan's car.

He was there, talking to my mother. Big smiles on both their faces and she hugged him as I walked up to them.

"Mom. I'll be moving in with Evan for a little bit," I said in a whimper.copy right hot novel pub