Chapter 37

My blood boiled.

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Now he decides to contact me? And instead of an apology or checking if I’m okay, he has the nerve to make it sound like I’m the problem completely blind to his own mess.

I didn’t bother responding. Just turned off my phone and lay back down. But sleep wouldn’t come.

Finally, I got up and walked out to the courtyard. The night air felt cool on my skin as I headed toward the Honey Locust tree to clear my head.

Just then, I heard a door open behind me.

I turned to see Ashton walking out with a backpack over his shoulder and pulling a suitcase. He looked surprised to see me up, but quickly recovered, barely glancing my way as he kept walking.

“Where are you going?” The words just slipped out.

“Out of town,” he said flatly, not breaking stride as he walked through the gate.

I stood there confused for a minute, then found myself walking to his room. The door wasn’t locked.

I flipped on the light and looked around. What I saw was both expected and surprising.

The military–neat bed and organized space totally fit Ashton. But what caught me off guard were all the old items scattered around stuff that looked over ten years old.

could these have been my parents‘

like she knew exactly what I was

your parents,” she said softly. “I was going to swap them out with the newer stuff in your room, but Ashton wouldn’t

feeling a lump in my throat. Touching these pieces of my parents‘ lives made me sad but also more determined to stay, even with

phone rang. It

cry.

Hart, we’ve got major problems with the lights at

asked calmly, trying not to let Maya’s panic

going on.”

at all. It could either be a quality issue

two possibilities, then contact the relevant teams to sort it out,” I said firmly. “Even if I went

her voice trembling. “I really can’t handle this on

own.”

I don’t know what’s

Every time he shows up,

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voice cracked, and I could tell she was

be deliberately making things difficult for Maya? Could

enough to predict my behavior. He knew my soft hearted nature, knew I hated causing trouble for others.

handle it yourself first,” I replied, still unwilling to promise I’d go back

fend for herself–I genuinely wanted to help her grow Challenges like these were learning opportunities. If Maya could handle this, thed become

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