he wouldn’t let me return

Sheryl’s POV

“Miss Sheryl?” A nurse said, walking up to us, before Ashton had a chance to answer my question. “I’m sorry

to interrupt your conversation. But Miss Rachel is asking for you. She just woke up and you’re the first person she wants to see. She’s calm now if you’d like to see her.”

I stood up quickly. “She’s awake already?” I asked.

I wasn’t expecting her to wake up this soon but the nurse nodded. “We only gave her a small sedative that lasted less than an hour. It was just to calm her and it seemed

to have worked,” the nurse explained.

I glanced back down at Ashton who remained in his seat; he was staring at me with a darkened gaze. I could tell there was stuff he wanted to say to me; perhaps he wanted to answer my question. But he

remained quiet and continued to stare at me. My heart flipped in my chest, but I had to go see Rachel, so I turned away from him and went with the nurse to the backroom where Rachel’s room was. Rachel lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling, with