Ashley
Past
The chandelier above me cast a soft glow across our bedroom, though it never truly felt like ours. He used to sleep with me on this bed but there was nothing between us. I sat at the edge of the king-sized bed, running my fingers over the silk sheets that cost more than what some people made in months. Everything in the Blue Paradise was like that: beautiful, expensive, and utterly meaningless.
I caught my reflection in the mirror across the room. Ashley Collin. Wife to Zach Collin, heir to the Collin fortune. On paper, I had everything. In reality, I had a husband who looked through me rather than at me.
The door clicked open, and Zach walked in, loosening his tie. Four months of marriage, and my heart still skipped a beat at the sight of him. Tall, with shoulders that car
