ASHBY
There’s nothing more annoying than a knock that doesn’t care if you’re busy.
I’m in the bathroom, rinsing my rose which I'd used to survive yesterday's night in the sink, when the door shudders under a heavy bang. The water runs steady and my shoulders tense as I try to sense who's at the door.
I roll my eyes. It's one of the Draven brothers. Who else would have the audacity to pound like the world is ending?
But still, I sigh.
Oh God. It’s too early for this.
I place my rose against the sink and pat my hand with my cloth as I leave the bathroom, and the first thing I see is Hailey stirring. She blinks at me from the bed, her hair wild, eyes heavy with sleep. My heart softens despite the irritation clawing at me. I cross the room, kiss her forehead, and whisper, “Good morning,
