My little female has faced enough pain in her life. I won’t add to it by questioning the few secrets she has trusted enough to share with us. No. Fucking. Way. “I’m done with this.” I turned my back on them both. Ash should have fucking joined in and supported the female. No way he’d failed to see what I had. I’d lived longer. Fought longer. But Ash saw things others didn’t. Wise. Perceptive. Controlled. He knew things other didn’t. Understood them. So why the fuck didn’t he chime in now?
