Ashley POV"Mother...""Oh, my gosh," I exclaimed. Is it possible that his parents decided to call just as we managed to access his cell phone?"What—" Jayden started to say as I handed him his phone. He was forced to get closer due to the length of the charging cord, and our thighs and hips were touching.He looked at me in bewilderment, and I rolled my eyes. "Answer it," I urged.Jayden touched the screen and put it to his ear. "Hello?""Jayden Ronan Keller? Show me your face, will you?"It was a video call. Still in a dazed state, I told him to hold his phone in front of him. His mother's round face appeared on the screen, initially with a concerned expression. However, once his mother saw us together in the small frame in the upper right corner, she looked relieved."There you are," she said with a smile. I couldn't see much of the background, but I figured I saw a large white headboard behind her, typical of an inn. "And apparently you're with Ashley." Her smile widened as her fo
Ashley POVMost of the messages were from various private chats and groups with six familiar names and a few male names I didn't recognize. Some were from his mother. None were from his father. I noticed there were five messages Blair had sent, one of which she had just sent.I'm not going to read anything. I'm just going to check and see if my predictions are right and if the hunch in the back of my mind is true.I could feel my heartbeat getting faster as I kept scouting. Careful not to get into their chat room, I found Jayden's contact list in the app and tapped on Blair's name. Her main profile picture was a selfie taken somewhere sunny and blue, probably the Maldives or the Philippines, where she was smiling broadly, wearing a feminine blouse and shorts.But my attention was quickly distracted. Something else, much more important, had caught my eye.The short profile description below her photo and name made me feel as if the world would end before midnight.A red heart, followed
Ashley POVThere were two things I quickly realized when the high-pitched sound that was the alarm woke me up. First, after I reached for my phone to drown out the noise, I realized that I had slept about half an hour longer than usual. That meant someone had returned to my room every ten minutes to reset the snooze time, three times. Secondly, I realized that the empty extra bed I'd made yesterday was a mess, the wool blanket thrown over my bed.So, the idiot was back.I'm not sure what I'm feeling. Or well, tired, for one. But when I looked back at Jayden's attitude yesterday... it didn't really sit well with me. Not only because he had been an asshole to me, but also because he could have risked everything by recklessly storming out of the house. He could have revealed where he was staying, and thus also my involvement in hiding him.But then again, either way, I couldn't help but feel sympathetic. Of course, he was mad at his parents. He must have felt, and probably still feels, a
Ashley POVJayden looked taken aback by my words, but he soon gathered himself. He stepped closer to me and started to reach for my shoulder. But remembering the resolution I made the night before, I unintentionally stiffened, which he immediately realized.His hand froze in mid-air. Before I could say anything, maybe make excuses or just blurt out the truth that I was feeling all kinds of emotions as soon as he touched me. Jayden withdrew his hand and walked past me as if nothing had happened. His eyes are expressionless.What have I done now?"Since when did we become so close that you could expect me to actually keep a promise?" he asked stiffly over his shoulder.I felt relief flow through my body. "Since your manager called me in the middle of the night and told me that you got hit in an accident," I said, hoping to break the tense atmosphere. "You silly street puppy."Jayden snorted, but his tone became softer. "Right. And thank you, Ash."I turned around and looked suspiciously
Ashley POVI wasn't stupid enough to believe it right away. He might have, due to amnesia, decided to change the status message to nothing. But luckily, WhatsApp saves any edits to one's profile.Quickly, I checked Jayden's profile history but found no recent changes to the description box. Frowning, I read through his entire history. Besides the occasional semi-serious selfie, most of his gallery consisted of photos of different environments. Streets, cathedrals, landscapes. Actually, he had a keen eye for photography.It's just that there are no post-amnesia edits on any of his status messages. And there was not the slightest sign that he was in a romantic relationship. Not at all.Well, to be fair, I don't really take relationship status on social media as a reference for whether or not a couple is happy - together or not - but still, this felt weird. Jayden didn't seem like the type to brag about romantic things, but Blair Anderson was definitely that type. She definitely wouldn't
Ashley POV"What did you find on your laptop?" I tried to ask.His eyes bore into mine. "I didn't have time to check," he admitted. "I was busy looking through my phone and... doing whatever I was doing earlier." He snorted. "WhatsApp is very... interesting, to say the least.""Oh," I said quickly. "So you must have read all the messages?""No, I couldn't bring myself to."I frowned. "Why not?""It feels bad," he said quietly, his gaze falling to the floor. "Like I'm peeking into someone's private business.""But..." I began."I know," he cut in. "I shouldn't feel bad because it's all my personal business." He suddenly turned his whole body towards me, resting his elbows on the back of the couch and resting his cheek against his knuckles. He held his broken arm in his lap. "But that girl... Blair. I couldn't read anything. I couldn't even click on the chat room."I swallowed, then averted my eyes. I should have gotten used to the sharp pain tearing at my heart by now, but it still hur
Ashley POVMy heart was jumping up and down irregularly. There was hope refreshing my sense of hearing, and I beamed at him. "Really?"Jayden nodded slowly, once. He still looks incredulous, but a glimmer of memory beckons in his big caramel brown eyes. "Yes," he replied."What do you remember?" I asked cautiously. "And how?"All of a sudden I realized that had he remembered anything about my engagement to him, I would have faced a huge new mess that I had no idea how to handle. Before, I hadn't considered the time I spontaneously lied to him about the meaning of the ring, given how it had mercifully kept me out of his love life. But now, I couldn't help but doubt the same decision. I just hoped things would work out between me and him thanks to that, but what if that jerk could only recover from his amnesia by remembering my engagement to him? What a scary thought."1024," he muttered. "Doesn't that sound familiar to you?""It's your cell phone code," I replied hesitantly, not yet un
Ashley POVAt the same time, I stood up and stepped away from him, offering a hand. "Get up," I said, my voice somehow managing to break through without faltering in the slightest. "The floor is dirty."Jayden seemed to hesitate for a moment before he pocketed his phone, took my hand, and stood up. "Like there are dust particles everywhere. How often do you get someone to clean this place?"To my relief, he sounded normal and smiled even though I felt as if there was an open wound in my chest. "Twice a week when it's just me, twice a week if dad's home, and every day if mom's around." I shrugged at his wide eyes. "If anyone important was going to visit, mom would put people here permanently, three days before and after their visit."Jayden whistled, whether that meant he was impressed or just surprised, I couldn't tell. Then he frowned. "But I don't see anyone here. They're not invisible, right?""They only come on Mondays and Fridays," I explained, "right before lunchtime.""Has anyo
Ashley POVI rolled my eyes and used my other hand as a barrier to block my vision from seeing something I didn't want to see. “You'll never know,” I stated. “Better to be safe before you regret it.”“I'll go change in the bathroom,” he said with a grunt. “I just wanted you to know about the appointment.”His figure disappeared, and I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding. The allure of his scent was too strong for me, for some reason. “Why?” I asked without turning around.“Would you like to come along with me?”I frowned. “I can't,” I said quietly. “I'm going to see Jared that day. He and I... we're getting a ring.”It wasn't my idea, nor was it Jared's idea to do that. The first week in April, my parents returned here for a short break and to meet up with Jared before they were forced to return to London. According to my mom, their business venture there hadn't been entirely successful, and still needed more time before they came to a final agreement. Despite the bit
Ashley POVAs time ticked by, March ended and April slowly turned into May, I found myself and Jayden drifting further and further apart. It wasn't a deliberate move by either of us, or at least not a deliberate effort. It just happened.Jayden was spending more time at the dance studio, and he started coming home with a sore throat some days when he decided to hum along to the choreography. He started singing and reading the lyrics whenever he had time in my apartment, and despite me pretending not to notice, I actually did. I loved his voice, pleasant and velvety like that, soothing my mind and body. And he kept showing drastic improvement with each passing week. Also, when he wasn't dancing or singing or memorizing song lyrics, he went and exercised.“I'm getting fat,” he told me as he read comics on the extra bed one night.I was editing an essay at the time, and didn't think much of it until he mentioned it. “I guess not,” I replied bluntly with a shrug.“I've gained almost five
Ashley POVHe didn't speak, but he didn't need to. His silence was enough. However, the stubborn part of me wanted to push him to bring up the topic... more specifically, how he had been affected by his father.“What about you?” I continued cautiously.His eyes narrowed slightly as they scanned my face. “You know about Jayden,” he pointed out.I averted my eyes.“How long have you known?”He didn't sound accusatory, or angry. No, instead, there was something more familiar, something I also felt related to his... childhood.“Too long,” I replied stiffly. I didn't like being reminded of my mistakes, so I replied automatically, defensively with, “You?”“Me too.”And when my eyes locked with his, I saw that it was there. The endless shame, regret, and guilt. It reflected a part deep inside me, so much so that I could hardly bear to look at it.But I forced myself to do so. Because if I hated it, so did Jared. Yet he was brave enough to stick to his stance.Dinner ended shortly after that.
Ashley POVLooking at the menu, I already knew what I wanted to order. My mom's favorite dish at The Monarch was pasta with a sauce made from roasted oysters, so I went with that. By the time the waiter returned with our drinks, Jared and I were ready to order. She took the menus from us, and as I watched Jared pour himself a glass of dark red liquid, I decided to strike up a conversation that would hopefully shed some light on our upcoming wedding and Jayden. It took me a few precious minutes to gather my courage and organize my thoughts, but I finally went ahead with it.I started the conversation with a light topic. “How was Europe?”Jared quietly observed the interior design of the restaurant and kept doing so as he answered. “Warm,” he said, “and dirtier than I imagined. But also incredibly beautiful in moments I didn't think possible.”“How so?” I asked.“I often hitchhike with my group of friends,” he told me as he raised the wine glass to his lips. He took a slow sip, his eyes
Ashley POVAs Jared and I walked out of the building, I spotted David parked and waiting in the car. But instead of going over to him, Jared stopped at the end of the concrete steps and pulled out a small red cardboard package. It was an automatic action, I could see that, from the way he pulled a lighter from the same pocket and pointed it at the cigarette already tucked between his lips.“Wait,” I chided, ”You can't smoke in here.”He glanced at me. “Why not?” he muttered, stroking his cigarette.Peeking over my shoulder, I glanced at the security guard outside the entrance. “That's illegal,” I said after making sure they weren't watching us.He didn't speak, but his lighter stopped halfway to his lips.“I'm not joking,” I continued. “It's illegal in almost all public places.”“I see.” He hurriedly lowered the lighter and stuffed the cigarette into his shirt pocket. “Where else can I go?”“Er.” I scratched my cheek and looked around for the smoking booth shyly. I didn't find one. “G
Ashley POVSmartly dressed in a suit and tie and polished leather shoes, Jared stood outside the apartment entrance, looking like he was ready to walk the red carpet. He had just finished shaving, revealing a clean jaw, and his dark hair was stylishly combed to the side along the neatly cut sides of his head. The scent of men's cologne and aftershave mingled with the sweet scent of flowers coming from the large bouquet of red roses he held in his left hand. I could see gold on his cuff and silver and black leather on his left wrist, which indicated a watch, and probably an expensive one.Compared to how he looked yesterday, for a moment I thought that I was hallucinating.Jared was also checking me out but seemed unfazed as my eyes were glued to him. “Good evening,” he greeted in a stiff, flat voice.“Hi,” I replied plainly. “Is David here too?”“He's waiting in the car.” Jared stepped closer to me and handed me the flowers. “Here. This is for you.”The bundle of roses was surprisingl
Ashley POV“Ash! You home?”Quickly walking back to the entrance, I found Jayden crouching down and untying his shoelaces. He looked up at me, and despite his caramel brown eyes looking heavy with fatigue, his lips curved into a smile. “Did I just wake you up?”“It's Saturday,” I replied automatically. “Who cares if I wear pajamas all day? You look exhausted though,” I added, a little softer.He snorted. “Hunter's a tough trainer,” he replied as he got up and wriggled out of his boots. “But never mind, I'm starving and smell like shit. Let me shower first before we warm things up.”“About that...” I averted my gaze as a pair of curious caramel brown eyes immediately focused on me. “I have plans tonight.”“Oh?”I scratched my arm. “Yeah. With Jared. He'll pick me up around six.”“From here?”I nodded stiffly.“Okay. Looks like I'll have to eat the leftovers alone, then.”I looked up, stunned, and saw him smiling at me before he darted past me and into the bathroom. I had no idea what k
Ashley POVIt was almost eleven hours later when my eyelids finally snapped open. With a big yawn, I sat up in bed and stretched my upper body before dragging myself to the kitchen. The extra bed was empty as I walked by, and as I poured myself a glass of water, I spotted that there were already dishes in the sink.“Jayden?” I called out hesitantly.Hell, no. He wasn't there.As much as I was instantly relieved when I realized that, I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a little sad. After all, it was surprisingly lonely having breakfast alone.And despite all the decisions yesterday, I still wanted to see him.The most likely scenario was that Jayden had left for a choreography dance rehearsal with his bandmates, especially since it had become such a routine that he no longer told me that he would be gone for most of the day. It was just that I felt it was a good idea to check the messages on my phone, just in case. And so, after making some warm oatmeal to satisfy my ravenous hunger,
Ashley POV“It's never going to be what you want,” I said softly. “I have my responsibilities and duties as the heiress of Red Moon Inc. just as you have your responsibilities and duties as, you know, Jayden Keller... the hunky celebrity and the golden man.”I sneaked a glance at him, trying to elicit a smile from him, but his face remained stony. His eyes showed no emotion. In the end, I had to look away again. “I have to put my parents and the company first,” I continued, “while you have to put your band members and your image first. Nothing is more important than that to you and me.”“Being forced into marriage is nothing,” I said candidly. “It's just like a drop in the ocean compared to what my parents have sacrificed and done and still continue to do. It's a star in the entire galaxy compared to how hard my grandfather fought and struggled throughout his life to establish this company. And while it's mostly a marriage of convenience now, it's not a bad deal. At least I know Jared