On Monday, Jasmine Yale went to work as usual.
Just as she arrived at the office, before she could even pour a cup of coffee, the receptionist handed her an envelope.
"Jasmine, this is for you."
"Hmm?"
Jasmine was curious, an envelope?
She opened it with a hint of bewilderment and it turned out to be an invitation identical to the one Joe Heath had received.
Red background, gilded text, festive decorations.
Upon opening, it wasn't unexpected.
Sylvan Cheney, Yolanda Fern.
Seeing Joe's invitation and receiving one herself were two different matters, her fingers nonetheless quivered slightly.
Her complexion changed momentarily, but quickly returned to normal, only a dull light flickered in her eyes.
Jasmine tucked the invitation away and placed it in her drawer.
She got up and went to the pantry to pour a cup of coffee.
The weather outside was fine.
"Jasmine, you look a bit unwell, are you feeling okay?" a colleague asked with concern.
