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Ashley did not know why, because Bentley had not stated it in the memo she sent barely forty-five minutes ago. Ashley finally found her way to the dressing room and subconsciously did one swift sweep around the room, in search of Jojo. Yet, her friend was nowhere to be found. Zelda and Hadley sized each other's breast cups while Brandy and Zita focused on fixing their makeup and making last-minute adjustments to their dresses. Ashley walked past them, and only managed to flash Zelda a weak smile. She did not know why, but ever since Kenji's silent treatment began, she was beginning to lose strength. She had tried to ignore it for the first few days, but it was too clear now. She missed him,

"I can't believe she didn't choose Ducky." "I know. Why couldn't she see that they were so perfect together?! Blaine was such an asshole." "Yeah, he threw her to the wolves and then had the nerves to show up at the prom with that bad wig trying to look pitiful." Ashleigh chuckled. "Yeah. That wasn't a convincing wig. And Andie just caves in and takes him back." She got up and carried their trash into the kitchen. Lance helped her. "Well you know why that is," he said.

Getting out of the car, he closed the car door and entered the Paradise Club. — “Why did she come here? Isn't it said that her body is uncomfortable?" "Don't pay attention to her, she's not the same type of person as me." “Yes, I heard that Giselle lives with her and there are a lot of conflicts.” "More conflicts and when she finally gets sick, isn't Giselle the one taking care of her every day?" Ashley just arrived at the Paradise Club. On the way to the PR department, she heard many people whispering behind her back. Her thinking today could be described as paralyzing.

“Tobias is looking for you girls, said he’d give you a ride home.” “Let’s go, ladies,” Tayla huffs, sliding off the lounger and reaching for a pile of clothes beside it. She wriggles into her dress from last night as the other two gather up their things, Ashlyn shooting me an apologetic glance as they say their goodbyes and leave the pool deck. As soon as they’re gone, I look up at Shay with a frown. “I appreciate you sticking up for me, but I don’t think comments like that are gonna make me any friends here.”

“Jayden and I were high school sweethearts. His mother never liked me. I come from the wrong background for her likings.” “Her loss.” “Anyway, Jayden and I were very much in love. It was all-consuming and passionate. We were everything to each other. In fact, the four of us, including Lance and Lisa, always hung out together. Ashlyn is younger but she was around too.” “Cool. They both seem pretty nice. Ashlyn on the other hand…” “Tonight was the first time I’d seen or spoken to either Lisa or Lance since I left three years ago. Lisa was my ride or die. I walked away from everything. They don’t know about Abby.”

He took a few sips and dropped the half-empty cup back. “No, you're not. I just guessed. You work nonstop, so looking this depressed only meant one thing.” “Ashley made a mistake with some papers, and things went wrong,” he admitted. I stood up, walked over to him, and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. “Is that why she isn't here?” “Ashley has a mate already. She's taking her time to find another deal. I didn't ask her to.” He traced his fingers over the back of my palms and then turned to place a kiss on my forehead and then my lips.

With a wave of dismissal, Ashleigh mumbled, "It's fine. Please go and prepare the bath." Susan scurried away to fulfill the request, leaving Ashleigh alone with a heart pounding a frantic tattoo against her ribs. Dread coiled in her stomach as she envisioned the coming confrontation with Adrian. Mentally, she rehearsed her defense: the lack of communication regarding her college admission – a situation that had stressed her to the point of illness – justified her need for a break. Yet, as the day wore on, there was no sign of him, no call, no booming presence in the mansion.

She became depressed and went to her favorite club where she met Albert. She had too much to drink and they ended up having sex in a room. Zeal walked in and caught her in the act and afterward called off their relationship. She blamed everything on Tisha and exposed Tisha's location to Kingston once again but the latter ended up in prison. Ashley was Spencer's fiancee and must have wanted to find out where Spencer was keeping Tisha but how did Ashley know so much about her? The fact that she would fight with zeal and end up at the club was something she must have predicted. She must have also been the one who called Zeal and told him where to find her.

Ashley had no idea that a bigger storm was brewing in the near future. While Talia was busy recuperating and spying on her through the live broadcast show she participated, Ashley received a notice from Dylan that the filming of The Wedding would be rescheduled for reasons that were not made clear by Director Helian. One thing was sure, Ashley had more time for broadcast. It was also a new stage for her to white wash her remaining stinky image according to Dylan.

Justin had been my fiancé and I never got clingy. Always respected his privacy. Never called him for picks and drops. And this dame was expecting him to come for her highness! Shella switched off the music while Terry and Nadia got busy in sending away the guests. Kate, who was away for a little bit, came back to us, “I think I should leave.” Then she turned to Ashley in sheer amusement, “I like you, girl. Would love to meet you someday when you are sober enough.” She kissed her cheek. Urgh!