CHAPTER 2“Remember,” Ashton said as we stood outside the dining room and waited. His hand was resting on my lower back that looked affectionate, but we both knew it was far from that. “We’re happy together. We’re adjusting well, and everything is perfect.”It was Friday, and we were having dinner with his family. I hated the thought of it, especially after Brenda’s solo visit the other day.“How long do we have to do this?” I asked him as I forced myself to relax.“However long it takes for them to leave,” he replied.The door opened before I could say anything else, and we were suddenly putting on our masks of smile, touching, and pretending.Brenda watched us like a hawk throughout dinner, her eyes storing every single interaction between Ashton and I. She looked as if she was taking note of every word and recording every breath. But when Ashton’s hand grazed against mine on the table, her expression tightened as if it was the most disgusting sight she had ever seen.“You two seem
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