CHAPTER TWENTY
Prepared to rip open her deepest wound, Ashley forced herself up off the deck chair and through the sliding glass door into the living room of the lake house. Regardless of the amount of pain her memories thrust upon her, she had to recall them. Brett deserved to know everything about her life. Especially now.
But along with the anguish she felt reliving her past, she also feared her confession would shatter what remained of her relationship with her fiancé. Just when he seemed on the verge of forgiving her. She took a deep breath and then strode across the room toward Brett’s chair. Instead of looking up, he kept his eyes glued to his laptop’s screen as his fingers danced across the keyboard.
“I need to talk to you,” she said. “It’s something that can’t wait.”
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