Jasmine's POV

"I can't take this shit ANYMORE! You must be thinking that I'm some goddamned prisoner in this maximum security hellhole! I told you that I'm leaving and that's exactly what I'm going to do, whether you like it or NOT!"

I had reached my breaking point with Evan Hollen. He wasn't interested in forgiving me and starting over, and I was no longer interested in playing house with his ass.

I stuffed my bags with clothing and items I had previously bought for myself with his money.

"Jasmine, why are you leaving?"

"I'm leaving because I want to move on. I want my own life, which doesn't have to revolve around you!"

I continued packing up my things. Everything my hands fell on was stuffed into a bag or a suitcase.

"Oh, so you're leaving because you want to run into the arms of another man with my child inside of you? You want to start dating again? Well go on ahead! I'm not going to argue with you anymore about this. I'm tired as well. It's always something with you black women."

Oh no he didn't!

" 'You black women?'" I repeated his words, stopped packing, and turned my attention to him.

"You know, you would say that. Your rich spoiled ass thinks that everything should be your way and everyone has to bow down to you. We, black women, are powerful beyond measures and we don't need to depend on a man to take care of us. We know how to make it, no matter the circumstances! I don't need you, Evan. I know how to make it. I've been doing that my whole life."

I resumed my packing while he stood speechless against the bedroom door in the guest room I occupied.

"Jasmine, please don't leave. I want to be there for you and the baby. I'm sorry, okay," he sympathetically said and stepped closer to me.

"Don't even try. I'm tired. I want to go home and be with the people who actually love me and care about me. Can you please have Fisher take me home?"

I had finished packing and wanted to leave immediately.

"Fine!" he said with a frown and left the room.

I flopped down on the bed and calmed myself down. I had been working myself up in a fit again, which wasn't good for the baby one bit.

"Mommy's sorry. She'll take it easy from now on," I said to the baby.

"Fisher isn't available right now so I'll take you home," Evan said as he came back into the room.

I heaved a long sigh and grabbed the lightest bag while he took the other stuff to his car.

I followed him silently behind.copy right hot novel pub