Chapter Twenty Two

Marg’s POV

I woke very late, later than I have ever woken up since I was fifteen and I felt so good and relieved of some burdens, when I opened my eyes it took me a while to remember where I was , I took a moment to take the peaceful surroundings and that sorting sound that comes from a ship sailing through water, truly peaceful and calming , I made to get up from the bed wondering how I got there in the first place because I do not remember going to bed last night.

I made to get up from the bed and that is when I felt a hand thrown on my stomach, I freaked out but when I looked at the hand and then the face I calmed down because it was Ashton and not a killer or something.

I sat up and carefully removed his hand and just watched him sleep, truly I have never seen a finer man, I felt pain in my head as I started remembering how I opened my eyes in the middle of the night and saw him drinking and crying? It felt like maybe I have that memory wrong because why would he be crying and d