Ashley's pov

I am woken up by the sound of soft knocks on my bedroom door.I was always a light sleeper.I blinked away the sleep from my eyes and focused them on the clock. It was three a.m.

Was something wrong with Blake?

The very thought has my heart pounding as I kick off the covers,flick on my night lamp and get off the bed. I stride towards the door.

I flick the switch on to light up the room then wrench the door open. Blake's tired eyes greets me. Distress was written on ...