Caught off guard, Sheena lost her balance and fell to the ground. Her ankle quickly swelled.
The evening breeze stung her skin, and Sheena couldn't help but inhale sharply.
"Sheena, are you alright?"
Travis suddenly appeared in front of her, reaching out to help her up.
As he leaned closer, Sheena caught the faint scent of gardenia perfume on him—Jasmin’s perfume.
Gardenias had once been her favorite.
Travis had always gone out of his way to find all sorts of gardenia-themed gifts for her. But shortly after returning to the Brooks family, Jasmin had managed to break all those gifts with various excuses.
When Sheena angrily confronted Jasmin, Travis stopped her. "Jasmin didn’t mean to do that. In the end, those were just trinkets. If you like, I can get you more."
At that time, Sheen believed him but she never received anything else from him.
Instead, not long ago, Jasmin flaunted a bottle of gardenia-scented perfume in front of her. "Sheena, you’re so useless! Your family doesn’t want you, and now even your fiancé doesn’t want you!"
Sheena felt a pang in her chest and stepped back, forcing herself to stand without Travis’ help.