Jasmine In Texas.

The lady was not sure who to follow; Quinn or Harrison. She decided to meet Quinn, because she was the one with emotional pain, and needed support.

She followed the direction which Quinn had run towards, and found her in the dark, sitting alone. She slowly walked up to her and crouched down.

"Hi, are you okay?" She asked, and Quinn lifted her head, her face coming into light.

She slowly shook her head, trying to make out the face of the person in front of her.

"What is wrong? You can talk to me," Jasmine pressed on.

"Who are you?"

Jasmine did not say a word. She patted her on the back, which made her cry the more.

"Why did he have to hurt me? Was it bad that I fell in love with him? I'm starting to regret ever meeting him because my whole life became a mess after meeting him. I was ready to start a new life with him, but all he did was leave me and believe whatever anyone told him about me." She sobbed aloud, covering her face.

"I totally understand how you feel. How about not telling