Chapter 30—Ashton’s POV
I didn’t know why I acted the way I did. Or maybe I did and I just didn’t want to admit it.
Jealousy.
The memory of her standing there wouldn’t leave my head. That moment, the one I had been trying to erase from my mind before it even happened was vivid. She had almost let him kiss her. I had almost walked into a scene I wasn’t ready for. And if I hadn’t been there… if I hadn’t been watching… would it have happened? Would she have let him?
The thought burned in my chest.
I slammed my fist against the wall hard. Pain shot up my arm. My knuckles bled slightly, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel it. I needed to feel it. Anything was better than the fire already raging inside me.
I stepped back, staring at my hand. Which was red and swollen. Nothing would stop th
