ASH’S POV
Ash had parked his truck and sighed to take a look at the house he had grown up. The house he had lived in all his life.
Coming back, he felt like the prodigal’s son. He felt guilty coming back anyways. Hell, he didn’t even know why he was coming back.
Yes, he had debts to settle and he had encountered a lot of fights that brought him back home, but what was the real reason why he was coming back home?
He missed his mother yes and he loved her, but she was always so fussy about him. Always treating him like an overgrown baby. He knew that she had a softer spot for him than his elder brother and that was one of the reason why they had a rift.
He sighed. He hated the fact that he was coming back as a prodigal’s son.
He shrugged.
“Well here goes nothing.” He told himself as
