Chapter Twenty

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Ashton (bet you didn't see that coming 😏)

I was in one of those bear shops where you stuff a bear and dress them up. I was planning to make a bear for my sweet Bryana. I felt so bad this morning on the phone with her.

I really wished I could be with her without any conflicts. I wanted to kiss her in public, talk to her in front of the boys. I didn't like the hiding, I didn't like it at all.

I chose a dark brown bear that was about a foot big. I had no idea how things worked around here and I couldn't find any workers around to assist me.

"Uhm excuse me, I want to make a bear..." I trailed off at a young lady.

I looked to her name tag that was taped onto her denim jacket.

Chrissy.

She looked at me with wide eyes and I embraced myself for her to scream at The Ashton Irwin.

But instead she narrowed her pupils to the flat bear in my hand.

"The machines right over here, Ashton." She said.

Well, she's very calm.

She took the bear out of my hands and used a tube to blow in the cotton. She then quickly zipped it up and guided me to pick out the clothes for it.

"She'll love it." She said.

"Wha-what?" I stuttered.

"You don't have to freak out." She said laughing.

"I know she'll love it. I won't tell anyone I promise." She said as she patted my back.

"Thanks." I said with a smile. I turned to pick out a cute outfit for Bryana and when I turned back around the worker was gone.

I looked around and couldn't find her anywhere.

I shrugged and walked to the cashier to pay.

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