Chapter 120

Ashley's POV

The storm raged through my dreams, as it always did, every time I closed my eyes. But tonight, it was Caleb. His eyes were dark, almost accusing, as he stared at me, a gaping wound in his chest. 

Blood soaked his shirt, spreading outwards like an ever-growing stain. He stood in front of me, his lips moving, but I couldn't hear the words.

Finally, his voice broke through the haze. "Why, Ashley? Why did you let her do it? Why did you let your mother shoot me?"

His words cut through me like a blade, sharper than the cold air swirling around us. I opened my mouth to speak, to defend myself, but no sound came out. 

All I could do was shake my head, tears burning my eyes. I hadn’t wanted it to happen. I hadn’t wanted any of it, but that didn't matter now.

I woke up with a start, gasping for air. The dream clung to me, lingering in the early morning light that streamed through the curtains of my room.

The dre