When Simone dragged Ashton along with her he had snapped into some bizarre world where he was being dragged by a possessed demon. The treacherous and vicious beast wanted to inflict pain upon him and he was in such a sorry state that he was allowing it to do so without making sense to his own mind.
On the staircase, he saw a few blood-drenched paintings exactly symbolising the shrewd personality of the woman who had no conscience of her own.
It was petrifying to his soul, yet he had nowhere to go apart from following her because he dreaded if he got her further mad, she might come after his daughter and if something happened to his Alisha, he was good to be dead forever.
A father in him could never bear the thought of losing his girl just because he couldn’t trade his life for her own.
