Ashtyn’s POV
I didn’t know where to begin after that. How to I explain to him how much I was in love with Ricky and how stupid I was to believe every single one of his lies and to give him all those second chances? I bit my lower lip and looked up at the sky trying to regain my courage to speak.
As I am staring up at the cloudless blue sky, I feel a hand land on my knee. Why is it every time he touches me I feel slight tingles and sparks. But at the same time I find him to be my comfort, with that slight touch I feel okay again. I look down and I find him staring at me with empathy and not pity. He gives me a soft smile and says, “I know what you are thinking.”
I look at him confused, “What?”
He grabs my hand and begins to rub circles on the back of my hand as says, “You are thinking
