ASHLEY'S P. O. V

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry Kellan.

My heart kept apologizing, but my face remained impassive. If I flattered, If I let the barest flicker of emotion show on my face, Kellan wouldn't agree.

My throat was tight with unshed tears. I didn't want to go to him, to give him this ultimatum, but I knew Kellan; he was stubborn, very much so. This was my only card to play.

But it was killing me with every breath.

Kellan looked up at me with glassy eyes. My heart constricted in my chest. ...