Chapter Eleven

Ashley

The day dawned crispy and clear, the sun poured through the window then making the light of the dawn speed into my room. Luckily Damien was not home after the wedding and I was able to sleep alone last night.

But my joy was once disrupted when the doorknob was twisted sideways, I had dozed off while crying throughout yesterday that I didn't even know when it was morning. Still wrapped up in my wedding gown I tried to get up from the bed, but I wasn't quick enough to get up when the devil walked in.

Just name the devil and here he is………. Damien.

Damien walked in, his gaze moving straight to the picture flame that was hanging on the wall. He looked devastated and yet angry. There was something with the way that he stared at the picture that crushed my heart.

I cleared my throat, trying to compose and remind myself what this demon did to my father but unfortunately, it seems like my little attitude draws his attention.

Our eyes locked, and his face suddenly turned cold and toxic