ASHLEY.

I painted my lips bold red. Kellan loved red. It was the color I was wearing when we first met.

I hummed as I checked my reflection in the mirror for the twenty-seventh time. I fell in love with the woman staring back at me.

It had been months since I dressed up like this, truly dressed up. Not for the gala's that bored me, not for a charity event, but for a date. A very special date.

I wore my best everything: a deep crimson gown that shimmered beautifully under the light; the ...