-Summer-
“Ash, what are you doing?” I questioned as he guided me away from the kitchen toward the dining room.
We were both rising later than usual, craving more sleep. However, I found myself perplexed by this unexpected detour. Hungry and eager to head to the kitchen, I was surprised when Ash took my hand without hesitation.
He seemed unusually enthusiastic this morning, as if something had shifted between us after our intimate night together, and I prayed it was a positive change.
“We’re joining the others for breakfast,” he informed me.
“What?” I exclaimed, halting in my tracks and causing him to stop as well.
He turned to face me, an expression of confusion crossing his features.
“Ash, they still despise me!” I said.
“I’m aware.”
“So, you want me to attend my own humiliation
