Chapter 70_Ashton's pov
I don't know the reason Moana is giving me the cold shoulders. I don't remember us fighting it having an unsettled argument.
She walked past me in the hallway as if I wasn’t even there. That silence hit harder than anger ever could.
I replayed everything in my mind as I walked toward my office. Did I do something wrong yesterday? Or the day before? Maybe it was something I said weeks ago that finally caught up with me. But no, I couldn’t think of anything. I had been relieved, even happy, that she wasn’t going to Paris. I had convinced myself she would stay. I had thought that would make her happy too. And yet, here she was, acting like I had betrayed her.
The drive to the office earlier hadn’t helped either. I kept imagining her side, imagining some secret reas
