Ashley's point of view.>Ashley's Relaxation Center“Where's your wallet?” I nodded at his pants pocket, hoping to find some identification that could lead us to his family or friends. “Maybe we can know who you are if we check your ID” He stared blankly at me for a moment, then sighed and slowly, or perhaps I should say reluctantly, searched his pockets. I felt a glimmer of hope as he searched his pockets. Perhaps we could know who he was if we checked his ID. But as he searched his pockets, his expression grew more despondent.But every glimmer of hope that arose in me, flew out the window the moment he spoke.“I don't have any IDs on me” he said, displaying his empty pockets. My mouth stayed slightly opened, and my brows raised as I gave him a dismayed look. He doesn't even have an ID on him – Oh no, this is bad. “You don't know your name, so, definitely, you don't also know where you used to live. And now you don't have an ID, then how do we contact your family?” He remained

Ashley's point of view.>Ashley's Apartment“Wow, I just created a masterpiece!” I heard Ben's excited voice from inside our apartment, immediately I reached the door.Monique scoffed mockingly, “Your masterpiece is nothing but pure poison” she badmouthed.My lips subconsciously curved into a smile because I already know what's going on inside, Ben must have created a new recipe and Monique doesn't think it's safe to eat it.“Poison?” There's a brief pause, and I could imagine he's trying to find the right words to use. “I wouldn't create a new recipe if I wanna poison you, that will be an utmost insult to my talent” he snarled.“You… You… Bastard!” Monique exclaimed.Knowing it's about to go down between them, I took that as my cue to step in, or I will definitely have a lot of cleaning to do after their battle. I quickly grabbed the knob, pushed the door open and stepped in.“Hey, guys, I'm home” I announced my presence, halting their movements. Monique was already lunging at Ben