TRIGGER WARNING!: TALK OF SUICIDE AND THE MURDER OF A CHILD (IT IS NOT DESCRIPTIVE) THANK YOU!
Ashton:
So much time had passed with me in his lap, the two of us intertwined like vines wrapping around an old house.
He washed my hair and body and whispered so many sweet nothings into my ear as we settled into the steaming bubbles, just being one with each other. He brings me so much peace and so much love just by being near him, and here I am, fighting the urge to tremble at the thoughts of seeing Benjamin at that light. When did I start letting the past interfere with my and Arden's future joy? I couldn't figure out why I let Benjamin and our past together bother me so severely until Arden's phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Yes, this is Arden Pike."
"He what? Is he dead?"
The cold tone in Ar
