Chapter 141

• EMMA QUEEN.
• When I woke up, I was alone. I had no one. Like a dream that evaporates as soon as you wake up and you don't understand anything. You confuse reality with what your mind has just projected. That's how I felt when I saw that Ashton was not in bed. My sheets still had his scent impregnated and the warmth of them was slowly cooling down, betraying his presence in my room. Painful and withered my heart felt when I sat on the mattress and saw how the pillow I had left for him hours earlier to sleep better, was still wrinkled and sunken by the weight of his head.
• I even found a strand of his hair. I took it between my fingers and let out a deep sigh. I looked at the daylight shining, seeping through my curtains, creeping over the expensive fabric of that palace. I lay back down, took my phone and saw, as if it had been fate, that I had a WhatsApp message from him.