“You’ve got to be kidding me,” someone very familiar drawled behind her back, making Ashleigh drop her spoon in her soup bowl.
“Hello Oden,” she greeted calmly, wishing she’d had played out the meeting in her mind at least two dozen times more. But she knew that nothing could prepare her for the real confrontation, even though it had happened earlier than she’d anticipated. “You’re back home early,” she observed serenely, like her heart wasn’t racing like she’d run a marathon.
She got this. Now, more than ever. Ash knew that taking the decision of going back home was not a given, but she hadn’t envisaged it to be that hard either. Returning had not been her only resort, she had already found an apartment to continue her new-found independence, but somehow at the back of her mind she had
