Chapter 71. Not in the Same Bed

ASHLENE

How can Dylan say that to me?

Of all the words, of all the things he could think of, he would call me an adulteress? Did I deserve that? Because I know I don’t. I only did one mistake… and that was only a kiss. It’s not like I had sex with Lyle that night.

I chose not to. I knew the right thing. I chose the right thing.

So that meant I don’t fit with his vile description.

I cannot sleep on the same bed with Dylan tonight. It’s just too much. I came straight from one cry to another, because of the same reason. Because of issues with the same person.

Earlier in the steakhouse, I only got tired of the unending banters with Anton and him. Why can’t we just have a peaceful and quiet meal? It happens all the time that each time we have to eat, I think of what would Anton and Dad would be saying to Dylan this time. It was stressful, and even on a different dinner setting, in an expensive steakhouse, it’s still the same. It’s exhausting.

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