CHAPTER 48
WHY PROTECT ME & NEVER SPEAK TO ME?
~ASHLEY POINT OF VIEW~
I walk away from the garden,straight into the house, my steps slower than usual, like my body hasn’t quite caught up with everything that just happened.
My heart is still pounding—but not from fear. Not entirely.
Ripper shouted at me.
The thought circles back again, louder this time. I press my lips together, my fingers curling slightly at my sides as I move through the hallway.
The house is suddenly quiet. I guess everyone is in their rooms.
For a moment, I pause,wondering why he’s always so willing to protect me, yet barely says a word to me each day.
He barely talks to me. Barely looks at me half the time unless it’s necessary. I sit in the same room with him, and it’s like I don’t exist—like I’m just… there.
