Four months later - December 15, 2016 - Madrid, Spain
Jasmine's POV
I would do anything to give up this life.
A luxurious mansion with six bedrooms, a swimming pool, a gym and a gaming room doesn't change my life. A mansion surrounded by beautiful scenery and palm trees doesn't make me happy. Fancy, sophisticated clothes, jewelry, and accessories don't affect me. A man who's crazy for me and took me away from my happiness just to tame me doesn't complete my life.
What really changed my life is my friends. What really made me happy is my family. What really affected me is my loved ones. What really completed my life was Austin.
I want all that back. I don't want this life anymore. I never wanted it.
I swear I'd do anything to give up this life and run away back to my family, my friends, and the love of my life.
Austin.
How I've missed him for the past four months. It's been a hell of a crazy ride without him. Nothing was the same without him, and it never will be unless I see his handsome face again.
Sometimes I wonder how he's doing without me. Has he ever tried looking for me? Does he miss me? Does he still love me? Has he found someone else?
No.
I shouldn't think like that.
Austin loves me more than he loves himself. I bet he misses me more than I miss him. I bet he thinks of me every second. I bet he's worried sick about me. I bet he's dying to see me.
Before we broke up and even after we got back together, I will never forget the way Austin made me feel.
Sometimes when Austin is available, he would come over to my house at seven in the morning and ring my doorbell a billion times just to wake me up until I open up the door for him. The second I'd open the door I'd see the most gorgeous smile on Austin's face which always made me smile back, and then without a word, he'd pull me into him and whisper, "I missed you." He'd hang around in my room until I'd get ready, then when I make breakfast for the both of us, he'd distract me by wrapping his strong, muscular arms around me from behind and kiss me. I'd tell to make himself useful, but he'd ignore me and would continue to embrace me. If it were weekdays, we'd head to school together, and as for weekends, we'd do childish yet fun things together, like building forts and putting blankets, pillows and my laptop for us to watch movies during the night, but while doing that we'd end up having a heated make-out session, but someone would interrupt us by texting or calling. We'd talk about silly things, normal things even, and sometimes get lost in each other while the other is talking. Austin does that mostly. I just talk and talk while he would look at me as if his mind had only one thought, "Damn, I love this girl." But when I get lost in my world when looking at his handsome face, all I could think of is, "I'm so lucky that he's mine."
At other times when Austin isn't available, he'd just call me three times a day just because he felt like it, to check on me, when he misses me, or to tell me something which can be either something very ridiculous like should he buy the sweet spicy hot sauce or the extremely spicy hot sauce, or for something important.
I wish he was here.
I might have said that out loud because right then strong arms wrap around me from behind as I hear a deep, masculine voice say, "I'm here now. Nothing to worry about."
I've been dealing with this for the past couple of months, so I just gave up pushing him away from me, because he is too stubborn to acknowledge that I don't like being near him like I used to when his secrets were kept hidden from me.
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