𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⌇ 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐꒱
❝𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❞
──★𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚‧₊˚⊹
I am a cheerful and calm person who doesn't get angry easily but ju...
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"Looks pretty right?" I ask, examining the mug in my hand, slowly rotating it to admire my handiwork, or so I can call it.
"You did a great job! Se ve hermoso!" Mia exclaims jumping on her toes. I chuckle, placing the mug back into the gift box and wrapping it for Liam and Stella.
"You have been using Spanish terms so often nowadays. From what I remember, you always hated it" I say while keeping my focus on securing the gift cover with tape. Mia leans against my desk while watching me "I did but Loren uses Spanish terms around me which made me fall in love with it" she lets out a dreamy sigh
I hum in response putting the gift away, I rest my elbow on the table and my chin on my plan watching her with a teasing smirk "Fell in love with the language or fell in love with the man speaking that language"
Her eyes widened, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she looked at her mom and aunt, making sure they didn't hear it.
"You ain't even denying it!" I tease further, wiggling my eyebrows at her. "Jazz please!" She whisper making me laugh. Aunt Emily and Aunt Lia glance at us but don't ask anything and continue to help with my packing.
Mia straightened up, patting her cheeks gently "But it's true, you know how hot it is to listen to a man talking in another language? He is even teaching me a bit," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"If you have learnt it during your high school then you wouldn't have struggled with it. Maybe from Lucas or Liam," I point out. I have noticed her randomly speaking in Spanish for a while now. Now I know why, Mia never liked it because it was a subject she wanted to escape from but couldn't
Mia sighs, looking up and back at me "That's the problem. When Liam and Lucas were in high school they chose Italian and Russian. By the time I reached high school, the language options were cut down and I was left with Spanish. But Loren knew it because of his mother and chose-"
Her phone rings making her pause. She excuses herself and walks out of the room. By her expression, I can guess that it's definitely Loren.
Oh sweet love
"You are keeping this too!" Aunt Emily's words pull me out of my thoughts. I shake my head and glance at Aunt Lia and Aunt Emily, who are helping me pack my bags.
Not only with my belongings but their gifts too
Both of them gush over the dresses while packing them. I sigh softly and step towards my suitcases "I can't take all these!" I exclaim in surprise seeing all the designer dresses they have packed for me.
They are beautiful and most of them are one of a kind yet Aunt Emily is giving them to me
"I don't have any shortage of clothes", I mumble, looking at them, my lips turned down as I feel a sting in my heart. "Oh, a girl never has too many clothes, Jasmine!" Aunt Lia declares as she puts another thing in my suitcase.
