You would visit her in the mental asylum everyday. You would help her out, understand her, give the best advice but you were still one of the people who got her in there. Liking you would be like betraying everyone. And she couldn't do that.

You two on the white plain bed with no words spoken. Really the kiss wasn't an accident but now it's made things awkwardly silent. Ashlyn was the first to speak up with a quiet tone as if someone would hear.

"We shouldn't be doing this..."