Poppy's P.O.V
I yawned and rolled onto my side reaching out. I frowned as I felt the space beside me. I opened my eyes and looked at the side of the bed Ashton usually stays. It was empty with no indication that he has been here last night. Maybe he didn't want to wake me so he went to his room.
I sat up and rummaged through the bags at the end of the bed, picking a cream-coloured sweater and some faux leather leggings. I hopped in a quick shower and pulled my hair up into a ponytail, getting dressed in the new clothing Ashton helped me pick out. I put on some black leather ankle boots and left my room, eager to see Ashton and ask how his talk with his parents went.
The packhouses were busy with people running around carrying centrepieces and chairs while people were gossiping about the
