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ASHLEY’s POV
An hour later, I was still lying on the bed, my eyes wide open. My mind was traveling back to New York, to where my heart was left. To Uno…
I sat on the bed, brushing my hands on my face in frustration trying to erase him in my mind when Lucas appeared at my doorstep with a phone on his ear.
“Yeah, we’re here in Lexington. No, dad—“ Lucas spoke on the phone, and my heart sank as I knew with whom he was having the conversation. “Don’t worry. She’s okay,” he gestured to me whether I would like to speak with dad, but I shook my head, signaling that it’s negative.
I might burst out crying and not be able to talk to him. It’s been what? Ten years? Ten years that I didn’t see him nor talk to him. And I still don’t know what to say to him. I wasn’t ready yet.