(Ashley)
I lay in bed next to Vaughn. Listening to him breathe.
He was finally asleep. After hours of tossing and turning.
I knew what he was thinking about. Who he was thinking about.
Sloane.
It was always Sloane.
Five days he'd been here. Five days of me doing everything for him. Supporting him. Being there for him.
And he was still obsessed with her.
I turned on my side. Looked at him in the dark.
Even in sleep he looked troubled. His face wasn't relaxed. His hands were in fists.
He was dreaming about her. Probably.
I wanted to wake him up. Shake him. Tell him to forget about her.
But I didn't.
I just lay there. Watching him.
Thinking about Sloane.
About how much I hated her.
She'd ruined everything. She'd left Vaughn. Divorced him. Moved on with Kieran.
And now Vaughn
