The man stares at me, a crooked smile on his face, his frame filling the doorway. It couldn’t be Daryl, I had seen him die, I had watched his life get ripped away from him.He frowns for a moment, waiting for me to say something, anything, but no words come from my mouth, instead my mouth opens and closes like a fish gasping for air, as I try to understand who was stood in front of me.The man’s eyes were dark “Let’s go home Ashley.” He holds a hand out towards me.No one had called me that in a long time. My name rolls off of his tongue and he glances around my room. The room that was my own, the room that I had been living in. He frowns as he takes in the bare room.“Please Ashley, you don’t belong here”“Who are you?” I frown at him, my arms hugging my own body as I back up against the window.He moves towards me, his hands still outstretched, waiting for me to take them. His bro
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