CHAPTER 12.
OLD ENEMIES SHOW UP.
~ASHLEY'S POINT OF VIEW~
I tighten my jaw as memories surge back in—sharp, hot, and unwanted.
Brandon.
The bully….
That’s what I usually call him back in high school.
It’s been four years, but everything’s still fresh. Every humiliation, every playful hard shove, every light slap and punches, every vicious laugh replays itself in my head.
Our eyes meet, and he raises a brow, the same look of disbelief mirrored on his face. He looks as shocked to see me as I am to see him.
What is he doing here?
Why is he here, and who the hell is he to Warrick?
Or worse…. Did he come for revenge for what I did to him?
I blink, hoping it is a bad dream. But the right half of his ear—half missing, that jagged scar,is all I need for my confirmation that it’s him
