"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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I always feel like I'm walking into a castle anytime I step into the Maxwells home. When I walked inside, I see nobody at the entryway expectantly.
It didn't take long for me to hear soft music coming from the kitchen area and I instantly know it is Ashley.
I make my way to that direction with my duffel bag in my hand and a smaller backpack at my back. I'm on a simple white baby tee top and forest green parachute pants.
I paused in my steps to check my pants pocket if my inhaler is inside. I bring it out of my pocket and blow out a quick breath, thankful I didn't forget it at home.
I didn't ever think that I would one day use an inhaler if I was told in a million years.
Turns out my lungs are more damaged than we thought and as the days went by, I still struggled to breathe, despite the medication I was taking.
The only option was to add an inhaler to my list of things to depend on— unfortunately.
"Freya!" Ashely exclaims as she sees me, joy radiating on her face. I had barely stepped into the kitchen, but she saw me anyway. She spreads her arms for a hug and with a smile of my own, I embrace her.
"God it smells good in here." I inhale deeply, making Ashely laugh. I swiftly travel my eyes around the large space, seeing how busy Ashely always is.
The aroma of the entire kitchen is filled with mouthwatering pastries, that makes my tummy grumble in sweet excitement.
"It feels like forever since I last saw you." We pull apart from each other, after she gave me a little squeeze on my arms.
Ashely is not wrong. I barely come over here anymore, but I knew I had to spend sometime with Ophelia after everything that has happened lately. I know things have been crazy in my life and with Cade. But I miss my best friend and I need her.
The only thing I wish that I could do is tell her about everything. Unfortunately, it's a secret I have to keep with me till I'm ready to let her know.
Problem is I'm afraid I'll never be ready. But I'd rather not think about it.
It's been a week since our mid-terms. We're on a three-weeks break and the first week is already gone sadly. I decided to spend the whole new week with Ophelia— the Maxwells in general.
Ashely and I made small talk. She asked me how I've been and how my parents are. Obviously, I couldn't tell her the truth, so I lied with a smile on my face.
