"Flynn, could you, can you give me a ride back?"
She asked.
Flynn hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to turn his head to look at Victoria, Jasmine spoke again, "I'm scared... Can you take me back and intimidate him a little? Let him know I have someone backing me up, too, so he won't hit me easily..."
Looking at Jasmine, Flynn was torn in place. Finally, he sighed, "Let's go."
He owed her that from years ago.
He lowered his eyelids, stopped a taxi, and followed Jasmine into the car.
He sat in the front passenger seat, looking out.
He saw Victoria staring at him intently.
A thought crossed Flynn's mind.
All these years, he would be lying if he said he didn't want a romantic relationship…
How could he not want a home?
But in his current situation, with Jasmine dragging him down, how could he find someone else to accompany him into this abyss?
Jasmine...
Thinking of her, Flynn lowered his eyes.
This was his debt.
