“You’re just stressed out. Eat this and get some rest,” Kyle said, ignoring what she had told him. She was bewildered to see that he didn’t believe her.
“I did though,” she spoke innocently, like a kitten.
“Ashlee, you don’t have to feel guilty for someone else’s sins,” Kyle whispered, tracing her cheek gently and smiling at her softly.
She didn’t argue further and let it be. She knew it wasn’t entirely her fault, but somehow it felt like it was.
“Get some rest, and then I’ll take you to her, alright?” Kyle murmured, tucking her in like a child to ensure she wouldn’t catch a cold. Instantly, Ashlee’s hand grabbed his wrist. Her little fingers struggled to wrap around it, so she slowly lowered her grip to hold onto his fingers.
“Stay with me... please,” she whispered, tears filling he
