Krystalina~
He wrapped his arms around my waist and didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. Nancy’s mouth was shut, and Morgan’s eyes were down. And my heartbeat was running.
His silence was enough to cut all the chaos.
He didn’t even acknowledge them—no more congratulations, no goodbyes, nothing. Holding my hand, he pulled me with him. Away from them.
He pulled the car door open for me, his knuckles turning white as he clutched the door. I quickly slid inside and settled myself on the leather seat.
'Mr Ashton loves Mrs Krystalina Moore Ashton' was still scratched on the leather seats.
Shame burned inside me. It was so childish of me to do this.
But why didn’t he change them?
My breath hitched as he leaned toward my side, but not once did he look at me. He stretched the seatbelt an
