"Ash"
He was cuddling today and I pushed him away.
"Ash, concentrate"
He was smiling. He looked healthy and .....happy today. Something about it was disturbing me.
"You're not supposed to be happy, Ash. I am sad!"
I did this often. Anybody close to me was supposed to share my feelings, and I wouldn't say I liked it. It was something in me, that eventually walked in.
Like it used to be my thing.
"How annoying"
He slipped forward and grinned,
"You should be happy"
What?
"How the f**k do you know that?"
He traced my jawline and laughed, "Oh come on...your first trouble is over"
My first trouble?
It took me a while to sink in.
No way.
"You did not-"
He put his hands up and chuckled,
"It takes three reasons for a person to be valid for soul leaving. And Kevin has been way ove
