ASHTON
I woke up the next morning. I felt technically regretful for not waking up early. Supposed to be, I should be at the airport, trying to stop her, but I'm three hours late. Yes. Christen is moving to his brother's place downtown, almost seven hours away from here. he made her quit her job so she could focus on her admission to a university. Instead of sighing all day long, I tried to deal with the painful fact. Their decisions are constant though Christen and I have discussed it, I could barely do nothing.
Apparently, I could hardly breathe. I didn't get to kiss her goodbye, touch her for the last time, or even to hold her tight for a while. I mean, I'm not being too sentimental, but isn't it hard to deal with the fact that the one you love is leaving? I somewhat shuddered with t
