Chapter 31—Moana’s POV
I avoided him completely.
Not on purpose at first. But every time I saw Ashton, my chest beat harder. Even looking at him across the room made me want to turn away. I couldn’t trust myself. I couldn’t trust him.
And somehow, he noticed. I could see it in the way his eyes followed me. He didn’t speak to me anymore also.
The house felt different with him around. Empty in a way that wasn’t literal, but emotional. The energy had shifted. He had changed totally.
I didn’t realize it at first, but everyone else did.
He threw himself into work with a focus that almost scared me. Every time I passed him in the study or the living room, he was buried in documents or conference calls.
It hurt more than I expected. Not because I wanted to talk to him. But because I missed
