It's now morning and I am lying in bed staring up at the ceiling, with a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Ashton lies completely asleep and content beside me while I contemplate what I'm going to do about Russell's proposal as I know I need to reply today. I continue to lie there, and I feel shuffling beside me, I look over to my left and see Ash’s silver eyes looking intently back into mine. "Morning amor, how are you?" He asks normally but his voice sending shivers down my spine. "Mm, good and yours?" I reply whilst leaning into him and placing soft kissed on his shoulder and collarbone. "Starting this early, are we?" He chuckles, and I respond with more kisses and a light laugh. The real reason was that I knew I wouldn't be here tomorrow morning or some many mornings soon. Reali

