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The Wife Swap Chapter 189: I’m alive
Ashton’s POVWell, now that it’s all out of the bag, it’s safe to say that I’m alive. I never died. Faking my death was never something I expected to actually do, despite how many times I’d toyed with the idea.I always admired people who could pull off something like that. I used to watch those movies, the ones where someone just disappears, and I’d think, What would it be like? To just walk away, start fresh, without the weight of your past chasing you. I remember watching Gone Girl—I loved it, actually. I’d play it over and over, fascinated by how someone could manipulate everyone around them, even their own fate. I never imagined I’d end up doing it. But that’s what I did, isn’t it? I faked it. I left everything, including myself, behind.But here’s the thing—I’m not dead. Not physically, at least. But I might as well be. I let everyone believe I was. I wanted to vanish. I wanted to escape the mess I’d created. I thought if I could just disappear, the chaos would stop. I thought i
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Ashton’s POVI should have told Andreas. I know I should have. But the shame...the shame was unbearable. I’d never felt guilt like that before, not even when I was conning rich men out of their money with Shawn. It was a game back then, a way to feel powerful in a world where I’d always been at someone else’s mercy. But with Andreas, it was different. He was different. He might have been cold, calculating, and distant, but he always defended me in front of his family. He valued my opinion, trusted me with decisions, and most shockingly, helped me open my own gallery—a dream I never thought would come true. He gave me something I’d never had before: a sense of stability, of worth.The more I realized how much I valued him, the more I feared losing him. Because I knew that if he ever found out the truth—about my past, about the stalker—I’d lose everything. He’d look at me the way all the others did when they realized I’d played them. I’d be nothing but a liar, a fraud. And I couldn’t be
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Ashton’s POVThe plan started falling apart the moment I realized I had forgotten my checkbook at the airport. It seemed like a small inconvenience at first, something I could easily rectify by rescheduling my flight. I was already running late, and missing the flight felt like just another delay in the long string of chaotic events in my life. Frustrated but not panicking, I headed back to the check-in counter, paid the fee, and got myself booked on a later flight.I remember sitting in the airport lounge, annoyed at the wasted time, scrolling through old photos on my phone. I wasn’t paying attention to the news on the overhead screens until a sudden hush fell over the room. The low buzz of conversation died out, replaced by the urgent, grave voice of a news anchor. "We have breaking news," she said. "A commercial flight from Aspen has crashed shortly after takeoff. The details are still emerging, but initial reports indicate there are no survivors."My blood ran cold. That was my fl
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Andreas’s POVThe sight of Ashton standing there, drenched and disheveled but unmistakably alive, hit me like a freight train. For a long moment, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My mind was struggling to reconcile the impossible reality in front of me. There she was—Ashton—her face and her body exactly as I remembered, except for the haunted look in her eyes, something I’d never seen before. It was her, in the flesh.Her smirk was the same too, a small, familiar quirk of her lips that I’d seen countless times. “In the flesh,” she said, the casualness in her voice making my head spin even more. It was as if she hadn’t been missing for weeks, as if we hadn’t submitted her sister’s sample for investigation to determine if h she was among the deceased on that plane. Her words were so nonchalant, as if she’d simply stepped out for a walk and was now back like nothing had happened.“Ashton,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. I didn’t know what else to say. Her name was the only th
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Andreas’s POVI could feel my pulse pounding in my ears as we hurried downstairs. As Ashton began her rapid recount of events—the years of manipulation with Shawn, the schemes she had played a part in, and then the relentless terror from this stalker, it felt as if each revelation was slicing away at whatever small thread of control I had left. She was talking, filling in the gaps I hadn’t known were there, but the fury boiling inside me made it hard to process anything beyond the sheer audacity of it all.I clenched my fists at my sides, forcing myself to keep quiet, to hold back the thousand things I wanted to yell at her. Not here. Not now. I needed to find Ashley first. The anger could wait. But it was there, simmering just below the surface, my whole body practically vibrating with it. When Ashton finally finished her hurried summary, there was a tense silence between us. I looked at her, just staring, momentarily unable to find any words that could cut through this thick fog of
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Andreas’s POVThere was a beat of stunned silence on Liv’s end, as if she hadn’t fully registered what I’d just said. I could imagine her standing there, frozen, her mind trying to process that one bombshell piece of information. She mumbled a quick promise to be at the house soon, and the call ended with a sharp click.For a second, I just stood there, staring at the screen, watching the raindrops splatter against the glass. My phone buzzed with new messages, and I scrolled through them rapidly. Faye’s reply came in: She’s not with me. We haven’t spoken since yesterday.I frowned, reading over her message again, and growing even more agitated. Where could Ashley have gone? Just as I was about to toss my phone to the ground in frustration, another notification popped up. This one was from Annabelle: Hey, have you found Ashton yet?Annabelle didn’t know it was Ashley who had been at the party, pretending to be her sister. My sister was just another person who had been fooled by the per
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Ashley’s POVThe dull, throbbing ache in my head dragged me from unconsciousness. My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, as though they were weighted down, but I forced them open, blinking into the dim light of the room. Everything was blurry at first, the shadows around me shifting as I tried to focus.It wasn’t until I tried to move that I realized something was wrong. My arms didn’t budge. I tugged harder, only to feel rough, biting pressure around my wrists. Panic surged through me as I twisted my hands, the ropes scraping against my skin. I glanced down to confirm what I already feared—my wrists were bound tightly to the arms of a wooden chair. My chest heaved, and my breath came in shallow gasps as I tried to process what was happening.Where the hell was I?I struggled harder, ignoring the sting as the ropes cut into me. “Hello?” I called out, my voice shaky. The word echoed back at me, swallowed by the room’s oppressive silence. My heart pounded as flashes of memory came back—the p
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Ashley’s POVHe smiled, his expression almost tender, as if my question had been exactly what he wanted to hear. “You’re different, Ashley,” he said, his voice soft with reverence. “You’re not like Ashton. She...lied to me. She manipulated me, always dangling promises in front of me and then snatching them away. But you—” He reached out and brushed a tear from my cheek with his thumb, and I fought the urge to recoil. “You’re pure. Honest. Real. I was just... looking in the wrong place before.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Kennedy...you’re confused,” I said, my voice barely audible. “I’m not who you think I am.” “No,” he said firmly, cutting me off. His eyes darkened, and for the first time, I glimpsed the anger simmering just beneath his calm facade. “Don’t do that. Don’t sell yourself short. Ashton was the one who was confused, always running away from what was meant to be. But you—” His voice softened again, the shift in tone making my skin crawl. “You’re everything she was
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Ashley’s POV“Thank you,” I managed, taking the bouquet from Andreas, my fingers trembling slightly. “You… you came.”He chuckled softly, nodding. “Wouldn’t miss it. I’m proud of you, Ashley. You’re amazing. The book…it’s incredible.” He paused, and the warmth in his eyes made my heart race. “I’ve already read it, by the way,” he added, a hint of teasing in his tone. “I couldn’t put it down.”A small, awkward laugh escaped my lips, a nervous sound. “You read it?” I asked, almost incredulous. “All of it?”He nodded, his gaze unwavering. “Every word. You have a real talent, Ashley. I’m not just saying that because of…well, because of us.” He gave a small smile, almost sheepish, and I swallowed, fighting the urge to reach out and kiss him. “You’ve always had it in you. I’m just glad the world gets to know the face behind the work.”I felt a warmth in my chest, the kind that had been absent for so long. I opened my mouth to thank him and paused, wondering if he’d leave after I responded a
The Wife Swap Chapter 240: A heartfelt reunion
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The Wife Swap Chapter 239: An eventful year
Ashley’s POVA Year LaterThe air was crisp, but the sun cast a warm, golden glow over the gravesite. I sat on the bench near Ashton’s tombstone, the scent of fresh flowers mixing with the earthy smell of the cemetery. In my hands, I held a bouquet of bright flowers and a box of cookies—the kind we used to love as kids.I arranged them carefully at the base of the stone, each movement slow, deliberate. I knew Ashton wasn’t really here, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was still with me—somewhere, somehow. Sometimes, I liked to think she could hear me, or at least, feel my presence. So, I began speaking aloud, as if she were sitting right beside me, just like when we were younger, chatting about everything and nothing at all.“It’s been an eventful year, Ash,” I murmured, feeling the weight of the words as I spoke them. “I guess you know that already, but I still need to say it. I’ve been doing a lot of things I never thought I’d do.”I paused, looking out at the rows of grave
The Wife Swap Chapter 238: Starting again
Ashley’s POVI swallowed hard, my throat tightening. The words felt like a punch in the gut, but in a way, they were also the relief I hadn’t known I was waiting for. My sister, my twin, had always been larger than life. She had overshadowed me in everything—her beauty, her confidence, her charisma. It wasn’t always intentional. She hadn’t known the effect she had on me, the way I always felt like I was just trying to catch up, just trying to exist beside her.“I’m sorry for all the times I overshadowed you, even without meaning to. You were always the best part of me.”The words blurred as tears welled up in my eyes. I hadn’t realized until that moment how much I had needed to hear them. I had spent so much of my life feeling like an afterthought, living in the space that Ashton’s brilliance had left behind. But now, as I read those words, I allowed myself to believe them—for the first time in my life.“I hope you can forgive me for all the times I wasn’t there, for all the mess I le
The Wife Swap Chapter 237: Rediscovery
Ashley’s POVThe room was quiet, save for the hum of the heater, a soft background noise that reminded me that I was no longer at the mansion. I sat at the small desk in the corner of my now shared apartment with Liv, staring at the blank page of my journal. The pen in my hand felt foreign, like I was holding someone else’s tool, meant for someone else’s purpose.It had been weeks since I left Andreas, though it still felt like I was living in the aftermath of that decision. The pain was still there, a constant presence in the pit of my stomach, but there was something else, too—a strange, bittersweet peace. I was no longer just pretending. I wasn’t living in the shadow of Ashton’s life, her successes, her untimely death. I was just... me.I shifted in the chair, pulling my knees up to my chest as I let my gaze drift out the window. The lights of the city twinkled below, but the sky above was dark, as though it mirrored the way I still felt inside. Despite the nights I cried myself to
The Wife Swap Chapter 236: Letting Go
Andreas’s POVMoving to the bedroom, I laid on Ashley’s side, feeling the coldness of the sheets where her warmth had once been. Without her, it felt wrong, everything felt wrong. But I couldn’t change it. Not yet, at least. She had made her choice, and I had to respect that.I had to admit it, even to myself: I didn’t think I could live without her. But as much as I ached for her, chasing after her now would only drive her further away. She needed time, space to figure herself out, and I wasn’t about to make her feel cornered. I wasn’t about to be the one who trapped her. She had already sacrificed so much for me, for Ashton. If I was going to love her the way she deserved, I had to let her go.I knew that she didn’t ask me to wait. She hadn’t asked me to do anything, really, except to give her what she needed. But in my heart, I couldn’t shake the resolve that I would wait for her. Time would pass, and maybe she’d find her way back to me. Or maybe she wouldn’t. But no matter what, I
The Wife Swap Chapter 235: Deafening emptiness
Andreas’s POVThe glass of whiskey sat in front of me, untouched, and I stared at it without really seeing it, my mind preoccupied with the words Ashley had left me with, the ones that echoed in my head like an unwanted refrain. “You deserve someone who fits seamlessly into your life, not someone who makes you choose.”For the first time, I questioned everything I had built. I had spent years constructing a life that was logical, pragmatic—a life that adhered to the rules of the world I was born into. A life where love was a luxury, something I could never afford. I married Ashton, not out of love, but because it was expected of me and I had wanted someone who wouldn’t be my father’s pawn. The contract was simple, clean, and it served its purpose. I chose the company over everything else, convincing myself that reputation, power, and control were all that mattered. I never allowed myself to truly love, not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. My heart, damaged by a condit
The Wife Swap Chapter 234: A love let go
Ashley’s POVI took a deep breath and sat down beside Andreas, feeling the coolness of the leather against my skin, the space between us growing more fragile with every passing second.“I don’t know where to start,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I love you, Andreas. I’ve loved you for so long now, even when I didn’t know how to admit it, even when I didn’t know how to let myself feel it.”He was silent, his dark eyes fixed on me, watching me with a mixture of concern and understanding. He wasn’t interrupting, waiting patiently as I tried to find the right words. His presence was warm, comforting even, but it only made this harder.“I didn’t know what I was getting into when I agreed to the swap but meeting you has been one of the most rewarding moments of my existence,” I continued, the tears that had been threatening to spill finally falling freely. “You’ve shown me love, patience, and given me the strength to face so many things, things I didn’t even realize I needed to face. You’
The Wife Swap Chapter 233: Saying goodbye
Ashley’s POVThe day of Ashton’s burial was a blur of emotions. Grief, yes—I had expected that. But there was also relief, anger, hope, and a strange sense of peace that I couldn’t quite place.The small ceremony was held in a quiet corner of the Thorne estate, under a canopy of trees that Ashton would’ve loved. The turnout was larger than I’d anticipated. It wasn’t just family, though the Thorne family was represented in some way, with Andreas and Annabelle by my side. Workers from the gallery had come too, some of them tearfully recalling stories of Ashton’s quick wit and unmatched dedication to her work. Liv had been by my side the entire time and Faye had managed to track down a few close friends, and seeing their faces filled me with gratitude.Of course, Adam and Amarinth were nowhere to be seen. I hadn’t expected them to come, nor did I want them there. Thomas was absent too, but Sansa had made an appearance. I couldn’t help but notice how much lighter she seemed, almost radian
