"where there was fire ashes remain". Robsten Story

Chapter 11

Rob POV

     You removed me from the decision-making process for my own good?" He gave a brief, humourless laugh. "Thank you for being so thoughtful." Twin spots of red burned on her cheeks. "Don't make fun of me. I thought if I told you about Clary you'd just reject us, and I couldn't bear the thought of that." He glared at her. "That's a coward's excuse." "Maybe. But you'd already left me once."
There's something else you need to know.?
" When your father came down to L.A to close the deal on the sale of the house ?
"He saw me pregnant " A few days later he called me.
"Wait my father knew you where pregnant? What the fuck ?
Why?did he call you.
"He came to my house and offered me a check for $800 dollars to have an abortion. "He also told me that he had found the prefect wife for you."
"I think your father payed Ashely to become your wife. "
"Your Laying "
�I don�t lie Rob.
I just want you to be happy." A tear spilled down her cheeks.
Tears poured down her face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry about your dad, and about Ashely.

"Look at me," he demanded softly when she kept her eyes glued to his chest. When she refused he muttered something beneath his breath before lifting one hand from her shoulder to tilt up her jaw until her eyes met his. Whatever he saw in her defiant gaze made his eyebrows lower and his eyes darken. "I'm trying to fix this, Kris," he finally whispered, the words almost torn from him. "You can't," she shook her head sadly. "This... whatever it is... it's irreparable."