(JASMIN POV )
Knocks were continuously rapping against my door like bullets. I grunted in groggy annoyance. Tsk…
"What?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes.
"We've been knocking here too long!" Ma spat. "Derick has been calling you. At least answer you phone."
"Low battery," I recoiled unemotionally.
She frowned at me, "He's downstairs, waiting for you."
I rolled my eyes mentally.
Urgh! Not again!
Ma handed me a shopping bag that looked to be from an expensive boutique, "Get dressed. And put on some decent makeup. You look terrible."
"Why? What does he want?" I sighed heavily. "I want to sleep!"
"There's an occasion- his father's birthday. And he wanted to formally introduce you in the party," she answered excitedly. "Isn't that sweet?"
My guts twirled. I felt cold. I was suddenly wide awake.
Not, not again! I wish he'd wouldn't do something stupid as proposing for marriage.