Ashley
I couldn’t help but smile feeling victorious with the way I had confronted Abel. I hummed a tuneless, happy song as I unlocked the front door.
It died the moment I stepped into the living room.
Mom and Dad were there, which was the first red flag. They were never home before seven because of work and today, they were standing near the grand fireplace, still dressed in their suits, and two black roller suitcases were standing beside them.
“Uh… what’s going on?” I asked, my voice small. “Are you guys going somewhere?”
My dad turned, “Ashley, sweetie. There you are, I’m so sorry, this all happened in a blur.”
Mom stepped forward, “We have an impromptu business meeting, honey in Seattle. The board called an emergency session about the merger. It’s… crucial.”
I stared from the su
