Chapter 50

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"Who was she?" I asked seeing that he must have really cared for whoever he came to see today.

Ashton let out a small laugh but it seemed pained on the surface, a feeling I knew all too well.

"You see, I grew up without both my parents and was adopted immediately after, by a rich family who wanted me as their heir and since I was still young, I was the perfect candidate. And because of that I was always having special classes and with high-class folks, not really able to make friends with kids my age." Ashton explained.

I listened closely to every word that came out of the blonde-haired man in front of me.

"So, one day, at the age of 12, after my mid-afternoon lesson, I walked to the back to have my afternoon snack when I notice this girl sleeping cosy under our apple tree and I became curious. I went closer to this sleeping girl and looking at her face that was covered in dirt and when I was staring directly above her her eyes fle