As She Should Novels & Stories

"That's where you went wrong. You shouldn't have done that" "I should have told him that he was right?" I exclaim. "No. But you should not have said anything, even if you think he was wrong. You should have said you understand him. This is not the way. I expected something better from you. You have always been so mature with dealing situations", she scoffs, clearly disappointed. I lower my gaze.

She shouldn’t be ashamed. As they faced the challenges together, she realized that she shouldn’t let the issue ruin her. She had come a long way, and she wasn’t about to give up now.

I proclaimed, my eyes darting to check the condition of the office "Yes daddy" she replied with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips and I knew her cheeks must be hurting from her smiling so widely at me "Behave Ashley!" I muttered under my breath "I'm well behaved, I haven't slacked behind infact I'm at my best right now. Do I look like a fucking kid to you that you want to keep an eye on me? I'm 23 years old which means I'm an adult and a full grown woman so keep your fatherly love and instincts for your soon to be born children" she said, sliding onto the chair

I’m fulfilling it-just not in the way anyone expected. And that’s exactly as it should be.

“They say I’m wrong.” His mother’s smile faded, but only for a moment. She sat back on her heels, her hands resting on his small shoulders. Her touch was warm, grounding. “Listen to me, Asher,” she said, her voice firm but kind, like she was telling him a secret only they could share. “You’re not wrong. You’re not less. You’re more.” He blinked up at her, confused. “More?”

Toward her. ---

“Exactly. She’s amazing, man. You’ve liked her forever. If not now, when?” Asher exhaled sharply, unsure. “I don’t know if it’s the right time. She’s… she’s in a bad place.” Eli shook his head gently. “There’s never a perfect time, man. Just be there. Support her. Show her she can count on you. That’s enough.” Mark nudged him. “She needs someone steady, someone who cares. That’s you, bro. You just gotta let her see it.” Asher swallowed hard, determination flickering in his eyes. “Yeah… okay. I’ll try. For her.”

She held his stare before she said, "Let's do it." Asher smirked and nodded. "However." As soon as the words left her lips, he groaned. He couldn't help but feel slightly impressed by her tenacity; it's precisely what he would have done. He would've made his terms and conditions before agreeing wholeheartedly to anything.

To the direction she had run. She should have been dead. By every rule I lived by, she should have been. But she wasn’t. And that wasn't a mistake. It was a decision, which I allowed… For now.

She's dressed like she’s walking a runway instead of standing outside a studio, with her perfectly practiced sad eyes and a tiny, tragic smile. She leans into the mic slightly. “I just think…” She sighs dramatically. “Asher’s only mistake was marrying a girl who isn’t me.”