Blair
It's simple really, I need money to pay off my debts and they need a willing participant to play out all their depraved fantasies on.
It's a simple arrangement.
3 months.
It's a blip in the grand scheme of my life and a blip I jump into hea...
After months of seeing his beautiful face in my mind day after day whilst I endured that ridiculous psychiatric hospital. There he is.
So close but yet so far away at the same time.
I've been watching the entrance for days hoping to see a glimpse of him with no luck but now after what feels like I've been waiting a lifetime he's finally here.
I keep myself hidden and out of sight as he rounds the car and goes to the passenger side, opening the door for someone. I expect it to be one of the others. Carter, Lennox or fucking Henley.
My blood starting to boil at just the thought of them. But as brown hair appears and I watch as a feminine frame emerges from the car my heart stops.
WHO IS SHE.
As she steps out, the world around me fades into a blur. My heart races, pounding in my ears like a war drum, drowning out the ambient noise of the street. I can't believe it. Who is she? The questions whirl in my mind, each one sharper and more insistent than the last.
He laughs at something she says, and I can't help but notice the way his eyes light up. It's a look I thought I'd always be the one to provoke. That spark, that connection between them—it stabs at me like a knife. I can't stand to see him so happy with someone else.
I want to scream at him, to run out from my hiding place and demand answers. But I know I can't. Not yet. I need to gather information, to understand who this intruder is in my life, this woman who seems to have effortlessly stepped into a role I thought was mine. What does she have that I don't?
My heart races as I watch them interact, trying to decipher the dynamics between them. They hover close, their body language revealing an intimacy that feels foreign to me. She leans in, whispering something in his ear, and he throws his head back, laughing. That sound—his laughter—used to be my secret weapon. Now it's being shared with her, and I feel an inexplicable rage boiling inside me.
I can't let this go on. I need to know more. Who is she? Where did she come from? My mind races with a million possibilities, each one more infuriating than the last. I pull out my phone, my fingers trembling as I search for answers anything that might give me a clue about this new threat in my life.
As I watch, I feel a strange mix of emotions swirling within me—anger, jealousy, confusion, and something darker. I can't just stand by and let this happen. He needs to remember me. He needs to see that I'm still here, lurking in the shadows, waiting for my chance to reclaim what was once mine.
She may have caught his eye for now, but I refuse to be forgotten. I will find out who she is, what she wants, and I will make sure he knows that I am still the one who understands him, who truly knows him. This is only the beginning.
I take a deep breath, steadying myself as I prepare to learn everything I can about this woman. My heart may be racing with uncertainty, but I know one thing for sure: I won't let her take him from me without a fight. The game has changed, and I intend to play it to win.
I let the others keep him away from me for all these months, but I won't let it happen again and I sure as hell won't let this bitch stand in my way.
Ashton is mine. He belongs to me.
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