Ashton Grant lay unconscious in the hospital bed, his face drained of color.By then, I knew what had happened. What I didn't have was an explanation. Not a single word from anyone.The frustration sat like a weight on my chest.Ashton's mom, Vivian Grant, rushed into the room, her purse still clutched in one hand. The moment she saw Ashton lying there, her eyes turned red."Mrs. Grant…" The slap came before I could say anything else. Pain exploded across my cheek, sharp enough to make my head snap to the side. I tasted blood."You promised me," she said. "You promised me this wouldn't happen. How could you just stand by and let Ashton do something that dangerous?"I kept my face turned away for a moment, my cheek burning. "Mrs. Grant, Ashton is an adult. He makes his own choices. I couldn't have stopped him.""Don't give me that." She jabbed a finger into my chest, her face tight with anger. "He was never like this when he was with that other girl. Nothing like this ever happen
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