Ashley POV
In that instant, I felt my heart stop beating. Or perhaps it was time itself that no longer made room for my brain to analyze and think about his words. I felt both awestruck and dazed, and my mind seemed completely overwhelmed and unable to comprehend what was happening, no matter how hard I tried.
Because, yeah, Jayden had an amnesic state. He couldn't recognize his girlfriend whom he deeply loved a week ago, but he knew he had her. But still, was that scumbag really trying to flirt with me?
I practically let out a sigh. Why is he making everything so complicated? Why can't he remember Blair, that girlfriend of his who is so dear to him? Why was he so cruel to me?
And worst of all, why am I starting to question the decision to let him go?
"What are yo
Ashley POVI darted quickly in and out of the room to grab a lighter purse from the wardrobe, then waited for him in the hall to get ready. I had finished shifting all my essentials from my backpack into the purse and was sitting on a stool that was combined with a shoe rack, playing a game on my phone about ten minutes before he was done.All he seemed to be doing was changing into a pair of tight black jeans, wearing a gray beanie on his head, and dangling a black mask strap over one ear. He carried a fashionably wrinkled black winter coat with a high collar in the crook of his arm and grabbed a pair of dark brown leather boots with his healthy hand.I frowned at him. "What took you so long? David hates waiting.""It's his job, isn't it?" he snorted as he tossed the coat onto my lap and the shoes onto the f
Ashley POVAt that spot, I froze and stared at him with an incredulous look. "What?" That I finally managed to speak.If he could see the panic that possessed me, I had no idea, but even if he did, Jayden didn't seem to give a damn. "You heard me," he said casually and leaned back in his chair. "I want a kiss. A proper kiss, to be precise.""Is this a joke?" I asked, still in shock. "Where are the hidden cameras?""You didn't see either of us break into laughter, did you?""But why?" I don't want to say it, but I force myself to say it. "You already have a girlfriend that you loved... no, you love even more.""I just need to confirm something."I lifted an eyebrow even as my heart skipped a beat. "Like what?" I demanded, hoping to sound a bit firm.To my surprise, Jayden looked young. Extremely young and extremely shy. "Do you really want me to spell it out for you?" he asked quietly, almost reluctantly.I looked at him intently. He pursed his lips steadily and didn't seem to want to
Ashley POVI had to admit that what Jayden said was true, but I knew that I couldn't back out at that point. He had already read my reaction, and he knew that he was onto something. I could not help but use his pride or his stupidity or maybe both to keep my plan, the plan to bring him together with her, on track.I just hope this decision won't come back to bite me in the ass later on."You've hurt my pride," I said dramatically as I clutched my hand to my heart. Though I was using an obvious tactic, I did my best to put out a lie that sounded honest in my tone. "And since it seems like you don't completely trust me, I guess I have to prove the truth to you.""I do believe you," he stated abruptly, his caramel brown eyes softened slightly. "But I feel like something is missing in this picture here. And your
Ashley POVThe atmosphere became eerily quiet as the two of us ate. Though it was awkward at first, seeing how our conversation ended. The atmosphere quickly came back to normal. Before long, we called for the waiter to take our plates and get us drinks. Jayden went to the restroom while the young waiter collected the plates and cutlery. I made small talk with him before he left and he returned."So," he began as he flopped onto the couch. "The best of three?"I nodded nervously. "We'll pick our own song.""High score or level system?""Level system," I said. "It's easier to keep track that way.""Well, ladies first," he urged me, moving his healthy hand toward the screen at the far end of the room.
Ashley POVJayden kept quiet as we made our way back to the front desk, putting on his coat and walking down the corridor that connected all the rooms to the emergency staircase or the two available elevators. He hooked the mask straps to his ears inside the mirrored elevator. I sneaked a glance at him through the mirror as he adjusted his beanie, and was startled by a pair of familiar caramel brown eyes staring back at me.But those caramel brown eyes were colder than the glacier on the mountains in winter.David was already outside by the time we finished returning the room key, which was fortunate considering the number of visitors to Sing-All. I hadn't realized that more than an hour had passed, but my phone screen showed that it was already half past ten in the evening, which meant that there would be a lot of people crowding the singing venue in the near future. Among the people who could afford a membership, there would definitely be at least one pair of eyes that would recogni
Ashley POVFor a moment, I almost thought I had expressed my despair, but was relieved that my throat was too dry to speak. Even so, it didn't really matter. I could feel our relationship was at a crossroads, in the elevator lobby outside my parents' apartment. Right then and there, I would decide how the next three months would go. I had to do the right thing. It was best for me and him.I swallowed hard. "You already have a girlfriend, Jayden," I told him for the hundredth time, leaning against the front door of my parents' apartment. "As soon as you recover from your amnesiac, you will remember how much you loved her, how much she meant to you.""You mean a lot to me too, Ashley."I smiled grimly. "We grew up together, J," I said. "I'm an old acquaintance of yours, so your feelings aren't surprising. Despite..."I trailed off as I saw hope blazing in those caramel brown eyes of his. The tears stung my eyes and my throat seemed to clench in on itself, but I forced them out and clear
Ashley POVIf it wasn't for his quick reflexes, my face would've been smashed into the concrete floor, or, if I was lucky, I could've crawled away and only suffered a few bruises instead of a broken nose. Luckily, Jayden rushed to catch me, and I found my face buried in the fabric of his coat, my hands clinging to his shoulders and arms as I struggled to regain my balance. He didn't even budge from where he stood, supporting me, and giving me an amused smile as I looked at him gratefully, before turning his attention to something... or rather someone, behind me."Uncle Smith," Jayden greeted politely as he nodded his head in respect.Soon, I broke away from him and walked quickly. My Dad seemed to be standing in front of the apartment door with his coat slung over his shoulders carelessly, with his shoes untied. Judging from the food box he was holding,
Ashley POVIt really felt like she had punched a hole in my chest. I dropped the glass of water I was holding, which was thankfully only an inch above the surface of the kitchen overhang, leaving only a slight splash of water coming out, and felt my jaw slacken.My eyes stared at her in utter disbelief. "You can't be serious," I managed to say. "This has to be a joke, right?"She looked away. So did my dad when I tried to catch his attention."Why?" I asked, my voice only sounding like a whisper. "How?""It's a long story," Dad finally said quietly, slumping down onto a barstool that was two stools away from me. "And sits so close to my heart and my past.""I think I have the right to know that story down to the smalle
Ashley POVThe next day on the way to the first classroom, Eva abruptly lunged at me outside the main building. Although I had expected it, she still managed to catch me by surprise as she pulled me to the side of the road.“Is it true?” she asked, her voice trembling with anticipation. She was wearing a light midnight blue coat with a hint of red on her lips and nails. “Are they really going out?”“Yes,” I replied simply, trying to release her grip on my wrist, but her grip was strong, and alas, so was she.“Do you have any idea what this means? For them as celebrities? For the industry as a whole?”“Eva,” I scolded sternly as several passersby looked at me curiously. “Our class starts in less than five minutes. Do we really have to do this now?”“Now or later during class, you decide.”“You're a nasty friend.”“Say it for both of us then.”Realizing that she wasn't going to give in, I gave up on getting away from her with a loud groan. Instead, I pulled her further out of earshot an
Ashley POVKnowing that Jared still had office work to do, while I still had college work to do, we decided to go our separate ways after that. As we waited for David to arrive to pick me up, Jared went to the nearest secluded area where he could smoke a cigarette, while I checked my phone to see if there were any notifications.To my astonishment, Jayden had sent me a picture of his bandage-free, pink-colored right arm, with a text.16.45 - Freedom! They told me not to worry too much about the arm, but it was technically healed and functioning again. Time to see if I can get you in a wrestling match again.I gave a small snort in reply, but the smile that appeared on my face was lighter than air.17.58 - I never lost when we were kids. Don't try to trick me. I'm not going to strangle your freshly recovered arm either, you idiot.His reply comes shortly after.18.00 - Come on! Live up to your nickname, Miss Violent! When are you coming home?It seems like he's in a happy mood, but I c
Ashley POVHis perspective reminded me of how Miles would explain things. It felt like he was making a valid point, yet there was one crucial element he was missing. And that was...“My convictions,” I said honestly.Jared’s expression remained unchanged, surprisingly, but I thought I caught a flicker of surprise— or maybe even admiration— in his eyes. Then he blinked, and whatever it was, it disappeared. “I see,” he said. “But I stand by my intentions. One day, I want to love you.”I felt my cheeks heat up. Jared carefully placed a hand atop my head, and as he smiled at me, there was a shyness in his expression that I never would have imagined coloring anything he said or did. The weight of his gaze remained steady, yet it was mingled with such earnest determination that it left me almost incapable of looking away.Oh, how my heart raced wildly when he spoke his next words.“And hopefully, you’ll come to do the same for me.”Before I could react, Jared stepped away, glancing at Sylvi
Ashley POVI frowned at him, but he simply turned his focus back to the row of displays on the shelf. My pout deepened. Even though we had spent over a month getting to know each other, the true nature of his personality as well as his past was still shrouded in mystery. Sure, I see tiny details of his differences, but I don't feel that I've gotten any deeper than just his façade. His default neutral expression and often unreadable demeanor indicated he wasn’t someone easy to approach. Yet, since he had influential and wealthy friends, I knew there had to be more behind his rigid and stoic exterior.I wondered when— or if— I would ever get to see that side of him. With time, perhaps.Maybe.“What about this one?”While my mind wandered, my body followed Jared around the jewelry store. He stood in the center of the store when he caught my attention, his gaze fixed on a set of rings that appeared slightly more special than the others due to their placement in a separate glass cube.“Whi
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