Jasmine Yale liked sunsets, especially the maple leaves under the setting sun, which were particularly beautiful.
Scenery like this always made people linger, unwilling to leave.
Little Clementine was lying obediently in her arms again, and Jasmine's arms were starting to ache from holding her.
Jasmine felt that cutting things off with Justin Usama was actually for the best. During this period of lukewarm, tentative contact with him, she hadn't developed much feeling. It was only when she thought of Little Clementine that she tried to keep interacting with him.
And now that she knew what kind of person Justin Usama really was, she wouldn't contact him again.
Little Clementine clearly didn't want to go home. She lay on Jasmine's shoulder and reached for Sylvan Cheney behind Jasmine, looking at him with a wronged little face.
"I'll take you two back," Sylvan Cheney stepped forward and blocked Jasmine's way.
"No need, I'll just get a cab home myself."
