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ASHLEY

I knew he told me he was fine, but it didn't stop me from casting worried glances in his direction, with every passing second. I sighed in discomfort, wanting to give in to the urge of kicking my ballet flats off my feet and sinking my body onto the bed, refusing to go with him because he clearly wasn't ready.

I could tell by several things.

The way he stared into nothingness in the mirror as he buttoned up his shirt. His shaky fingers as he missed some of the buttons in the process. The occasional shaky breaths that evaded him now and then. Not to mention the shuffling of his feet.

I bet he had even forgotten I was standing behind him.

"Here, let me help." I threw my sling bag on the bed, walking towards him. I pushed his hands off the buttons, not meeting his eyes. I proceeded to button them properly, making sure not to miss a procession.

"Baby, I can fix my buttons." He chuckled. A dry, lifeless sound that didn't come out wholeheartedly. I resisted the urge to snort in his
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