(Gwen's pov)

　　"Ashton..." The words slowly left my mouth. I didn't mean to speak. I didn't even want to pay any attention to him, however, emotions overtook me and left me bare.

　　He came closer and stopped directly in front of me, his chest heaving fervently. His gaze was like broken glass shards scraping across my skin and leaving bleeding sores. I could feel the angry heat radiating from his body to show how mad he was.

　　Still, my treacherous hand ...