Marshal had pleaded with her to stay safe and not investigate anything relating to the sold house but no matter how Jasmine had tried, it was an impossible task for her to fulfill. This was about her mother, about her last and about the only house that beared her and her childhood memories. Whether it was a bait to catch her or not, whether it was a trap. She didn't care. She needed to find out and she needed to do so while there was still time. But where was she to begin from? Where was she to start searching for answers from. Alighting from the cab she was in, she crossed the road over to the other end where a mansion stood erect. It had begun dilapidating as it was an old house but it's fine designs and artistry was still present. It had been a gift borne of love, so it was supposed to withstand the test of time, just like her father's love for her had despite tje obstacles she faced. She walked in but was greeted by children were playing around the house. She turned back a
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