Chapter 170: Reality or Delusion?

Ashley’s POV

The letter was shaking in my hands, the words blurring as my vision wavered. I could feel the tremble in my fingers, my pulse drumming in my ears, louder than the faint hum of the fridge and the quiet tick of the wall clock. It felt like the ground beneath me had shifted, leaving me unsteady, unsure of where to stand. I kept reading the same lines over and over, as if doing so would make the message clearer or, better yet, change its meaning entirely.

“Come clean about the swap. Leave Andreas. Make sure you save yourself. Pretend it never happened.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to focus, trying to breathe through the sudden tightness in my chest. I couldn’t make sense of it. Why would Ashton send this? The date on the letter—the day of the plane crash—made no sense. It was impossible, wasn’t it? My thoughts spiraled, each one colliding with the next, leaving me more confused and disoriented. Was this another trick from the stalker? Or had Ashton somehow known something