I reconsidered the situation and told myself it might not be possible.

While I was lost in thought, my phone buzzed, and Ashton's familiar, pleasant voice came through. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" I asked immediately. I wasn't referring to the amusement park; I was asking about his location.

Because deep down, I felt certain I hadn't been mistaken.

The person I saw on the balcony earlier—it had to be him.

"What's up?" ...