He'd gone beyond his player ways for her.
She'd grown beyond her traumatic past for him.
Together, their love was beyond.
Until one fatal accident.
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When she loses the love of her life in a car crash, Althea has nothing left in California...
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind.'
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*ALTHEA'S POV*
October 30, 2023.
"We do have many clients indeed, and... that's why we only have one room left."
The credit card slipped from my hand upon these words, though I doubted the loud thump echoing around was from its fall on the carpet floor, and I didn't check actually, instead holding the counter with a too-tight grip as I asked,
"With t-two beds or maybe a couch?"
"No, only a double bed, and unfortunately, we used all our spare beds for some large families," the receptionist replied with another sympathetic smile, which didn't help me swallow his answer, nor did the discount he offered.
The problem was still the same: one bed, Asher and I, a late hour making it impossible to go home tonight, the two previous hotels we'd passed already displaying 'full' on their front door, and although Charlotte's foster parents had offered us to stay at their house, we couldn't impose on them when they already welcomed half of their family for the night.
Thus, there was only one possible answer.
"I can sleep on the floor," Asher suggested, letting me guess the distress brewing in my insides was showing outside, even under all the colors covering me.
Just like not even the strain at the left corner of his mouth could stop the grin spreading until his eyes when I announced,
"No, it's fine. We can both sleep in the bed. Double is large enough, and we're both adults."
Besides, it wasn't the first time we shared a bed, and I was reminded of all these times as soon as I glimpsed the bed.
Well, there was nothing special or particularly familiar about the bed, nor its simple white sheets, the small round table surrounded by two chairs, the pale taupe walls, the carpet with flower print... But they were enough to bring back too many memories, especially when I crossed Asher's devious gaze.
"Gotta warn you if you still take the left side, my left arm has involuntary reflexes at night."
"I can take any side. It's like you want," I replied, the words sounding perfectly innocent in my head, yet the second they landed under his lifted eyebrow, they turned into more flashbacks, which I quickly tried to shake away. "Anyway, shouldn't we worry about the bathroom first, before we make a mess on the white sheets? With the colors I mean..."
