Ashley's POV:I sit there, staring at the hourglass in my hands, trying to process Tiffany's words. Greece. She had gone all the way to Greece, and hadn’t even told me. I glance at her, now sitting beside me on the couch, her face glowing with excitement. I am still trying to wrap my mind around the storm of emotions that has been unleashed in my heart, but gratitude wins out in the end. "Oh, Tiff!" I finally manage to say. “Thank you so much for bringing this back for me, I—"But before I can finish, Tiffany cuts me off. "Wait! Save your thanks, because this isn’t all." She reaches behind herself, pulling out another small bag. This one is a deep shade of blue, and I watch in silent amusement as Tiffany drops it right into my lap.I blink, staring down at the bag in surprise. "Did you think that’s all I was going to get you from my vacation?" she teases. "In fact, I can’t wait to go back there with you, I had so much fun there! Just promise me Ash, that we'll go there together o
Ashley's POV: I finally reach the address scribbled on the note, but to my surprise, it is a completely different set up this time. I was expecting the place to be located in solitude once again, just like the previous time. But on the contrary, it is completely lively and vibrant… it looks like a very lovely place to visit with one's family. Confusion clouds my mind about why the person has asked me to come here to give me further details about the accident, when last time, he had specified clearly that he wasn't going to meet me anywhere near human settlement… then is he planning to make a public appearance now? I have already started to walk in the direction where the music was coming from, thinking that there might be something going on because of which he probably doesn't have anywhere else to meet? I wish I could have his number to cross check the address because the further into this property that my steps are leading me, the more the fear of crashing someone else's party
Ashley's POV:“Really! Then tell us the name of the person too, we are quite eager to know–”“Liam.”I say the name out loud, staring back into Liam's eyes, trying to find the trace of shame that all are saying I have lost, somewhere in his eyes.Because if I am shameless according to them, then what are they going to call Liam? Who has tried to kill his own cousin, spread false rumors about her, paid the media person to slander her? And worse, he has tried to harm the business of his own late uncle, where he used to work for the last five years. But before I can give them a detailed list of all the wrongdoings he has committed in his life, aunt Claire’s sharp voice almost tears out my eardrums. “You liar! When you didn't find a way to enter here and save yourself from being caught, you came here to blame our Liam? Do you think we all are blind?!”Oh….how I wish that I could say what exactly I think, out loud. But for now, I will have to give them a piece of my mind and find a be
Ethan's POV:Finally, Ashley isn't around me… and at last, I have some time to myself to think about my next step to get Emily close to me.I know Ashley has gone to meet her best friend, who had somehow disappeared from her life without any notice– only to suddenly appear again, out of the blue and without any announcement, either.But I have to find out why she has given that tip about Ashley to that reporter, and Robert! Even though I have known Robert for some years now, I have seen the changes in his behavior whenever Ashley is around him. And at the same time, I have also noticed that Ashley is completely clueless about this.Anyway, that girl has always seemed suspicious to me. I don't know why, but I feel like I have seen her somewhere, and I am missing out on something really important.Peter walks into my room in a hurry, breaking the chain of my thoughts without even realizing it. “Ethan, is there anything you want me to do? I have already completed what you told me to do…
Ashley's POV:“Wh… what do you mean?”My voice comes out shaky and weak, but I have to force out the words regardless. I have to ask the question about how they are suddenly going to put my luggage out of the house, without asking me… or even informing me for that matter.“Is this some kind of prank? Because I am clearly not in the mood for that.”“Ma'am, please cooperate.”Another response, but none of these three words is a reply to my question.“Where is Ethan? I need to meet him. Step aside, or else it won't be good for you.”My voice raises on its own, and the anger that has been disguising itself as my sadness finally starts to take over me.“He is not here.”The person finally speaks something that is related to the questions I was asking.“Not here? Do you think I am a fool, or do you really think I am some random person trying to meet the owner of this house for clout? I have been living here–”My words drop off in the middle, as I realize that no matter how harshly I am talk
I drag myself out of bed, the weight of yesterday clinging to me like a heavy blanket I can’t shake off. My limbs feel heavy, like they want to stay glued to the mattress; the thought of staying under the covers for the rest of the day is tempting my soul. But I also know one thing: whether I want to meet anyone or not, Tiffany is going to come to my house. She feels like she has complete monopoly over me; and either she will walk into my house like she owns it, or she won't show me her face for the next month too. There is no in- between with her.And I can't have her disappear on me again. So I pull myself to the edge of the bed like a slug, wincing as soon as my feet touch the cold.The room is dim, but I don’t bother with the lights or the curtains. I stumble to the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water repeatedly, trying to force myself to wake up and hopefully feel something other than this numbness. But when I finally dare to look into the mirror, the reflection starin
Ashley's POV:I stare at Tiffany, stunned by her words. “But… how can it be?”Tiffany looks at me like I have just asked her the most obvious question in the world. “What do you mean by how? It is the way it is!”Her casual tone throws me off, and I feel a pang of irritation. I elbow her slightly, giving her a pointed and accusatory look. Leaning towards her, I chew on my words before spitting them out in a low voice. “I just clarified this yesterday, you know everything! Why did you still bring him here?”I am expecting her to reply in the same hushed tones, but Tiffany does the exact opposite thing.She beams happily and says out loud, like she is happy to announce it to the entire world, “You know what, Ash! I think that you really need to get over that silly crush of yours, and for that, it's necessary that you guys should talk about it and go on a date.”My face flushes with embarrassment. I can feel the heat crawling up my neck and into my cheeks, turning me a bright shade o
Ashley's POV:After Tiffany and Robert leave, I rush into my wardrobe to find a change of clothes.I shuffle through my clothes and my hand falls on a flowy red dress; without much thought, I put it on. Because I have another important task to finish, before I leave the house.I rush outside and grab my leather tote bag, inside which, I have started to put everything that I might need: my bank checkbook, in case I need to ask the person if he needs money in return for the information that he has… all the cash I currently have in the house… a few of my important jewelry pieces… and a pepper spray– after all, I can't trust him completely.In fact, I am at the stage of my life where I should not be trusting anyone; and I have tried to convince myself of this several times. But I don't know how my heart changes every single time, whenever someone shows a little care and concern towards me.Anyway, this is not the time for thinking about this.Now that I am ready, I call the Uber driver to
Ashley's POV:I take a glance at the clock, I have a few minutes to myself before we have to leave for lunch. After saying goodbye to Mike, I plan on finally telling my feelings to Ethan when he is sober… judging by the state he was in last time, he probably isn't going to remember anything about our conversation. Just as I lift the second earring from the dresser, my phone rings, vibrating with an urgency. It is a call from my assistant, and I receive it quickly. “Yes M–”“Ma'am, did you see the news? The quotations from Mr. Johnson's bids are all over the place just before the bid is due to start, and everyone is speculating that it is you. News agencies are reaching out for an interview ma'am, what are we supposed to do?”“Okay… I will see what I have to do.”I disconnect the call, feeling a pit in my stomach. Of course, the public opinion will be against me now, as he has just said over the call. But not only that, Ethan might doubt me too… because I am the single person he ha
Ashley's POV: Although I have mentioned to Mike that I have to pick Adrin up, I still drive towards the church, knowing that I have lied to him.But why do I have to lie to him? Because if we are going to marry each other, it should be normal… a normal gesture of affection between couples, right? I gulp, realizing that the answer is painfully obvious. I know I am not being honest with anyone… neither him, nor with my own self. Caught up in this dilemma, I reach home, knowing that today is scheduled as Ethan's turn with Adrin.To my surprise, I find Adrin sleeping peacefully on his bed, having changed out of his uniform. And Ethan's car is still parked by the entrance…Finally, I notice Ethan… sitting on the floor, beside the couch, which is probably why I missed him in the first place. I walk around the couch with careful footsteps, until he comes fully into my view… and so does the drink in his hand, which he is chugging like no tomorrow. Rushing towards him, I quickly snatch t
Ashley's POV:Nobody can imagine the pain and frustration I have spent my night with… aside from stomping on my own pride and having to call off the engagement for the second time, the papers of the custody were something that I was fearing the most.But now when I have them in my hands, the only emotion I have left inside me is anger.Pure rage running through my veins like molten lava…It is in this anger that I rush to his house to confront him, the house I'm extremely familiar with. And without any consideration, I make a beeline for the stairs, directly barging into his room without even knocking or waiting.But the moment I step inside, I realize what a mistake I have made, because Ethan is in there… half- dressed as he is changing his clothes. It takes me a moment to process, and I have probably been staring at him for a few minutes straight before I spin on my heel, facing the door. The word “sorry" is on the tip of my tongue, but he chuckles before that;“Umm… hey Princess!
Ashley's POV:The incident of me falling and Ethan going completely insane because of panic, has done nothing else but to add itself in the list of evidence for something I don't want to acknowledge.His reaction was not only enough for letting me know the feelings in his heart, but his actions were enough to spread this news through the entire office too!And this is what has been keeping me awake at nights… I know that Mike obviously knows everything about that event, but that's not all. What's bothering me more than that, is the fact that he hasn't asked anything from me.At the same time, I haven't asked anything from him, either. But I know we can't go on like this… I need to tell him the truth and ask him the reason for his absence.With this thought, I step on the brakes, snatching my purse from the passenger seat as I get down in front of Mike's house. I step inside without knocking, knowing that he lives alone and my shouts are enough to tell him about my arrival.“Mike!! Mik
Ashley's POV: Even though I have committed to prepone the engagement, to save myself from the great disaster… I don't know what exactly I am supposed to do next.However, before I can do anything, my phone chimes, notifying me that I have received a text from Mike. The text is simple, with several sample invitations attached to it.“Please check these out, and let me know whichever one you like.”I quickly select the one that I have opened the first out of all, and text him back.“Should we announce a party before the engagement?”The text bubbles pop up within seconds, materializing into a reply soon enough. “Yes! I am ready to do everything which makes you happy. If you want to announce a party, then we will call one.”“Thank you!! Can you get me this invitation ready within five minutes, even in digital format? I need to send it to someone urgently.”“Whatever you want sweetheart.”With this message, he signs off and comes back within five minutes. “Here you go! See you tomorro
Ashley's POV:At last, I managed to drop Ethan off after lying to him, only to reach the hospital and find Adrin awake and sitting up on his bed. The moment I walk in, the first question Adrin has asked me is,“Mumma, where is Dadda?”But I am way too caught up in my inner conflict to give him a logical reply, or even think of one. Everything that happened in the daycare is still overwhelming my senses to the extent where I just pull him closer to my chest.Hugging him tightly, as I finally ask him a question which has been bugging me for too long. “Adrin!! Baby, why didn't you tell mumma that the kids in the day care are bullying you–”“Because Dadda has told me that I am a big boy, who has to protect his mother till he is not there to protect both of us, and anyways, I am a brave boy!! Who knows how to protect himself–”“Awww!! Come here my sweetie pie, who taught you all this…?”“Dadda!!!”Adrin exclaims, before the next words tumble out of his mouth without any breaks. “Mumma,
Ashley's POV:Even I wasn't very hopeful at first, but somehow, I have finally convinced Ethan to stand up on his feet, almost dragging him out of the church when he's practically in a waking coma. And knowing his miserable state, I know he isn't going to be able to drive at all. So the best idea that comes into my mind is to drop him to his house first, and then rush back to the hospital.Although, it is the first time I have seen him cry like this… and while seeing him in this state, the logical woman inside me has been compelling me to tell him the truth for a while now.But the mother inside me has been continuously warning me against it; and the best way to deter me is by telling me the consequences of my honesty.Since the moment he has started crying bitterly, the overly logical mother that also lives inside me, who believes in teaching her child the chapter of honesty, has suddenly turned into a bloody hypocrite. Going against her beliefs, she has started to preach another le
Ashley's POV:I have never seen Ethan as angry as he is right now; like he isn't made of bones and muscles, but thunder and rage. I don't have a single doubt in my mind that he is ready to tear down the entire building if Lily wouldn't appear in front of him within minutes.The director understands the assignment and quickly calls Lily Allen to the office; as the policies protecting her staff have gone out of the window real quick.With the summons now being sent for Miss Allen, the fear of Ethan ripping the soul straight out of her body starts to scare me. I mean I want the worst punishment for her in this entire world… I want her as far away as she could from the kids, but I don't want her to become the victim of Ethan's wrath right away! “Ethan, calm down…”I find myself tugging at his sleeve, trying to get through to him. He flashes me a look, glancing at me only through the corners of his eyes. “Calm down? Ash!! You still want me to calm down, even after hearing the crap that
Ethan's POV:The moment I heard the words of Stephanie, I could feel something breaking inside me.In my life, I have come across many monsters disguised in human appearance, and probably, I am also one of them.But none of them have turned out to be so cruel, to be capable of saying these types of things in front of not just one kid, but his entire class… and not only that, but to actually ask other kids to stay away from that poor soul and bully him!And saying that it's all okay because he doesn't have anyone to fight for his rights…“Stephanie, sweetheart! Can you please tell us what happened that day?”Ashley's words bring me back to reality at the critical moment, before my guilt would have killed me with its sharp claws. And as soon as her voice pauses after posing the question, Stephanie chimes in with an enthusiastic yes, and continues with her narration.This is the real bliss of childhood; they don't really understand the things which have hurt them in the past, but now, it