No matter how many times you argued, the occasional argument was normal in the apartment you shared. Ashley was possessively jealous, extremely possessive. You found it strange, of course, but given the place she grew up, it was obvious that she would have such problems.

But that was okay, you also had many arguments and disagreements in your family, too many, to be honest. Ashley did her best, trying to fix things between you. Lie. It never worked, after all, you always ended up crawling back to her. And when that didn't happen, she came crawling back to you. You were connected, somehow.

"I'm sorry, baby... Please, forgive me..." Here they were, in another chapter.

The day before, you had a huge fight because Ashley had drunk too much and made a mess in the living room, but here she was, lying on top of you like a naughty cat, at seven in the morning.