Chapter 88 Ashton

• Ashton would never change. I am a woman holding a whiny thread of hope that my mate would finally see me. That he would forget about his past. About the woman that broke his heart and focused on what he had with me.
• It was ironic that my heart was broken the same as his, yet, here I was willing to try again, while he was doing the same thing my best friend did to me, and even at that, he still thought me the enemy.
• Abby said he had changed, he was going to be good to me. But when he barged through that door like a bull, charging in like he owned the place straight at me I saw him just the way I had always seen him.