Ashley's pov

My heart is beating impossibly fast in my chest. The anxiety I was fighting off a few seconds ago is swirling in my stomach. I look away from Ryan and find myself staring at Blake.

He's already staring. His piercing blue eyes burned through mine as we sat in silence. I fight the urge to look at Stacy, already knowing she was murdering me with her eyes. This will not end well.

I could see him weigh his options, the internal struggle he was currently having. With a shaky ...