Ashleys pov 

It was not easy. No it definitely wasnt

1 stared nervously at Blake who sat across the counter. He wore a grey hoodie and grey sweats as he sat on a stool. He had his elbows on the counter while pressing his hands to his face

He had just woken up, told me morning and had sat there for more than a minute exactly like this. Maybe he was waiting for me to make breakfast. I cleared my throat. It was time to put my plans into action

Youre hungry right?I asked and cleared my throat again when I thought I sounded a bit too high pitched. I was terrified of being rejected

He moves his hands away from his face and stared at me like I was an alien. Well judging by how its morning and I havent eaten since yesterday afternoon then yes I am hungry.He states

I cringe inwardly. I had not made dinner for him lastnight, or myself. Crap this was not how I win over his heart again. He must be angry at me for leaving him hungry.

Sorry I didnt make dinner lastnight, I was” 

Crying?He cuts me off with a raised brow

His blue eyes travel from my eyes down to my lips then back to my eyes again. Something flickers again behind the blank look in his eyes but yet again I am too slow to read it.

My cheeks heated up with an embarrassing blush. How did you?I drew out. I lift to tuck my messy hair behind my ear

you.” He says

quiet when you

drop my eyes down to stare

Seems to me that I loved it judging that I married you.” He was trying to ease the awkward tension. Loved. I try not to

smile also, “Well you didn‘t love when I cried, said it hurt you. But you

pain reflected in his eyes before he turns away. “Sorry I didn‘t mean to say that. It‘s a bad habit

of curiosity. “Did I make you happy?” He clears his throat and I spot a tinge

the living shit out of him.Slow Ashley, take things slow. I nodded and smiled happily. “I do, I‘m always

changed.” 1 stated, honesty dripping from

drop to stare at the counter top, “i’m sorry that I can‘t remember you or that I have been giving you a bad time from the moment I woke up

a sinile ” You were right about me not liking when you cry. I

to try and regain my memories. I owe this to myself and to you.”

does a somersault. “You don‘t have to apologize to me Blake what happened to you wasn‘t your fault. Neither was me crying your fault. I‘ve been emotional for a few weeks now and what happened to you only made me finally crack. So you could say it was a disaster

go to when we were teenagers. They make the best burgers. Maybe it could bring back some memories?” I asked, crossing my fingers by my sides. I was

he stares at me in confusion. “Burgers for breakfast? Which

don‘t remember it?” I asked a bit saddened. This was

parents. I don‘t remember a diner at all. Austin would always come over at my place to play video games-”

And you hated video games.” I sucked my lips between my teeth. It was like his

his lips. “I did?”

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