I saw it coming, yet I didn’t see it coming. Maybe it was when the police car halted in front of the station that it finally dawned on me that I was going to jail, that there was now a blemish on my permanent record.
Ashton said he was going to bail me out tomorrow—probably still mad that I called the cops on him—meaning that I was going to spend the night in a f*****g prison cell.
The car door opened, and I hissed at the female officer. She ignored me and pulled me out, pushing me into the building.
“M-Maybe you can spare me. It was just a lover’s quarrel, you know how it is—unless you’re single, then sorry. B-But, do you know who my husband is—?”
“I know. I arrested you in front of him.”
I pouted. It seemed like they weren’t going to let me go, no matter what I said. “T-Then what ab
