25- Best Birthday Celebration

Ashley Walters pov

What did I just hear? Justin telling someone that he had a wife? That he was married? Wasn’t it supposed to be a secret wedding?

We were supposed to be friends. Despite being spouses, we were not allowed to get close. Nobody should know that I was his secret wife.

With mixed emotions, I closed the door.

Electra Deluca would kill me if she came to know that the secret was out.

I will be the one bearing its consequences. Not him.

I laid back on my mattress and was about to close my eyes when my gaze fell on our chat written on the back of the door.

A smile spread on my lips. What were we? Teenagers?

His handwriting was stable, fluid, and legible. It seemed strange compared to my handwriting which was small and appeared like a kid trying to write his first letters.

Even our writing styles were different.

Thinking about him, my eyes fluttered closed. In my dreams he was there, still smiling, writing something on the door.

This time his writing was so small that I needed to get closer to read it. He availed the chance and grabbed me from behind. It was when he turned me to him then I realized he was shirtless.

“This is a dream. Right?” I asked him and he chuckled nodding his head at me.

I reached up and started touching his muscles.

“You are so handsome, Justin.”

brought his face down and looked into my eyes, “I think we are still not on talking terms.” His eyes fell to my

“We should quit talking and take advantage. It doesn’t happen daily that my crush shows up in my dream.” I whispered. Our lips were

I was just about to kiss his lips.

Why? Oh, why?

to arrive so it was

I went to the bathroom and came out after taking a shower. I chose to wear shorts with a

the watch from my skirt’s

he would like it or not. I hope

the door handle turned, I quickly tried to put it inside my shorts pocket when I dropped it to

birthday to

candle lighting up. Yup, the same man who I was about to kiss. I quickly picked it up and shoved it inside

the bed and quickly went to the door, “As you don’t want

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, ASHLEY!

my hand and brought me to the bed, “Cut the cake.” Pushing a knife in my hand he

he used to call me by my name or by the word kitten. It used to cause

it.

He was hungry? I sat in front of him and blew out the candle. He clapped and started singing, “Happy birthday

separated a slice to take it near his mouth. With a smirk, he opened his mouth and was about to take the bite

my mouth.

my mouth full of that cake. It was a caramel cake.

Yummy.

not take it anymore and started

now!”

him, I cut another

eyes to look at it. Before he could understand what I

and started searching for

calling my name. Left with no choice, I

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