Over the next few days Jasmine began packing and preparing
for the trip home. Although she’d be working for part of the time, she was very
excited to see her family again. Her little brother had just turned 18 and it
would be great to be able to spend time with him before he headed off to
college in the fall.
Her thoughts often drifted back to the night of the film
premiere. The events of that evening had left her with a swirl of emotions:
sadness, hope, disappointment, joy. It had been a confusing night for her. She
kept thinking of the way David had looked at her and how protective and gentle
he was with her when he thought that she was hurt. Even later that evening
she'd felt his eyes on her, watching her. On one hand she so wanted to be
hopeful that things could possibly be the way they once were between them, but
she was also afraid of being hurt or hurting David even more than she
already had. What if she was wrong? What if she had read too much into that night?
As much as she still loved him, the last thing she wanted to do was upset him
by coming between him and Lisa. Maybe I should accept the fact that I blew it
with David and just let him go, she thought. She wanted him to be happy, but
could she love him enough to let him find that happiness with someone else?
It was a painful thought and the more she pondered it the
more she couldn’t wait to head home tomorrow, far away from LA and far away
from reminders of David.
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Meanwhile, David was also preparing for his trip home. He
had pushed back the album release and a couple of other projects so that he
could have some down time, time to refocus and rejuvenate. The last few months
had been grueling, both personally and professionally.
Since the night of the film premiere, all he could think about was Jasmine. By now he’d admitted to
himself that he still loved her and wanted to be with her. In fact the other
night he’d felt as if he was falling in love with her all over again. It was
undeniable. His reaction to seeing her and his strong attraction to her had
been automatic and he’d been helpless to stop it.
Looking at the cross that she’d given him, the one he always wore close to his heart, he thought about how she’d shared her whole heart with him, including her faith. And isn’t that what it’s all about, he asked himself, committing yourself to someone and taking the risk of failing or being hurt? As afraid as he was of being rejected again, she was worth the risk. He realized now that he would do anything to be with her, to have her in his life again, even if it meant that they couldn't be married. She held his heart in his hands and always would.
The
other night he thought he saw something in her eyes, but he wasn’t sure. He
had to find out if there was still a chance for them. He knew that he had to
see her.
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