Ashley
"Ready to go?" Zach asked though it wasn't really a question.
I nodded, suddenly exhausted by the emotional undercurrents of what should have been a simple night out. As we said our goodbyes, Jessica's hug lasted a beat too long. She whispered, "Take care, Ashley", carrying a weight of meaning, I understand.
Outside, the night air was cool against my skin, a welcome relief from the heat of the club. Zach and I walked in silence toward the parking lot, the distance between us measurable in more than just physical space.
"You look upset, are you?" He asked finally, his voice quiet.
I stopped walking, turning to face him. " Despite being your wife for three years I felt like I didn't know many things about you.”
“ I guess there’s still so much we don’t know about each other, eve
