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Chapter 3 Lots of hate, Ashton

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ed him for the tenth time in a row, to which Ashton threw the small

drew, stop repeating it" Ashton let out

side, just like always and it a

was reserved only for him. The pain, the love, the re

d frustrated at this point. Ashton is a wall when it comes to

ooked offended, his emot

ary is coming up? 'Are you okay?' is not even a sensible

topped looking at your parents photo frame, so yes, you are not lying" Ryan re

his neck as he shoved his hands into his pockets, driftin

shton" Andrew spoke c

at' Ashton thought to himself

ton snapped, throwing d

rings' song aren't you?" Ryan h

, serious, cutting off the sarc

ore being sarcastic" Andrew punched

versary is the next sunday" Andrew reminded softly, shifting h

ing he is dreading this time. It was always this way, h

always try to be there for him and hope they could mak

hom he'd hear after his parents and he

ply, yet he never stopped texting, hoping she'd reply o

passing, making it difficult for him to

Stop shutting us out, she isn't going to reply to you" Andrew sighed in

ith each ignored text. Ryan and Andrew are so scared not knowing how bad A

ing volcano no

ng with anger. Mentioning her is going to increase the hatred and ang

never cross but he had to, he had seen Ashton still texting

'd oblige for once without any fight and to his surprise,

earth, the fireplace in the room beside the main room fill

ered his eyes closed, the night when his

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e of her favourite novels sitting on the vintage sofa with Ashto

snow was falling outside. It was August and snowing beautifully, t

ing with the fire. Ashton was asking his father whether th

when he was about to fall asleep out of tiredness, the loud bang of their

s turned into worry and fear as

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ce himself to remember anything after that, t

thudded loud in his chest, his hands

which is everyday, and he wakes up in the middle of

nd no one, not even the maids who are around to

rs of the horrible night that sn

it is go

he used to text her And opene

Spar

once. I promise Nessa, this week is the last time I'm go

hate,

it was left on rea

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