When Ashton and I arrived, she was standing on the rooftop of Wallace Corporation, looking out over the city. More precisely, she was at the edge of the rooftop, holding my baby in her arms and gazing down at the bustling streets below.
The building was 25 stories high.
I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. I was forcing myself to stay upright despite the
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weakness in my legs and the sheer terror gripping my heart
Hearing us approach, Mallory turned and smiled at us with softness that sent chills down my spine. The wind swept through her long, glossy hair, creating an almost surreal beauty amidst the chaos. Ashton was the first to speak, “Mal, the baby’s still too young to be in this chilly weather.”
Her eyes were filled with confusion. She glanced down at the baby in her arms and instinctively held him closer.
My chest tightened as I stumbled toward Ashton, standing beside him.
When Mallory saw us together, her expression twisted abruptly. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
I flinched, and Ashton immediately grabbed my hand.
Her gaze fell to our intertwined fingers, and she said with a mixture of anguish and despair, “Ash, you don’t love me anymore.”
Ashton’s expression darkened, but he remained silent.
Mallory continued, almost as if she were talking to herself, ‘You haven’t been happy since the day you divorced her. I just wanted you to spend time with me, but you kept saying you were too busy. Even at night, when I begged you to stay, you wouldn’t.”
Her tears began to fall as she choked on her words. “We were together first. Why did you fall in love with her?” Her confession hit me like a thunderclap, and I stared at Ashton in disbelief. Meanwhile, he remained calm, his expression betraying nothing.
