The whole way back, Kyle didn’t even spare a glance at Ashlee. She was confused about what he was angry about now. Had she done something wrong? Was it because she ruined his shirt with all that crying?
‘I am literally so stupid!’ she cursed herself in her head. Thinking about it, she had ruined many of his clothes. She was still wearing his.
He suddenly stopped at a place they hadn’t intended to go. Without a word, he got out of the car, quietly stepped around, opened Ashlee’s door, grabbed her wrist, and with a gentle pace, pulled her out.
Next thing she knew, they were at a clothing store in the mall. What were they doing here?
“Why are we here?” Ashlee asked, poking Kyle’s biceps, peering up at him from behind his shoulder.
“What do you think?” he raised a brow, picking up a rand
