Utter Trash

For the next few days, Ashlyn had fallen into a slump. She stayed in her house, playing games and watching movies. She ate snacks to fill herself.

If it wasn't for Samuel or Leah coming over, her house would be reduced to pigsty. Although she didn't express it in words, she was appreciative of their help.

Just as Ashlyn was wondering if that's how she will be spending life until her death, she heard the knocks on the door.

She used to be a very active person, unable to sit still for a moment, but all the depression and lazing around made it tasking for her to get up from her couch.

She sighed.

What a disappointing sight she had been reduced to.

What would the pack members think when they see her?

She doubted they would hold the same respect for her.

When she opened her door, she was surprised to find Elaine standing there, smiling at her nervously. Ashlyn coldly stared at her, arching her eyebrows questioningly.

"Do you mind if I come in? There is something I need to talk to you about