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Chapter 92

Two Years later

Asher's POV

I throw my keys into the bowl and kick off my shoes at the front door, today felt so long and draining, It feels like I've barely sat down when that's all I've done. Julia is sitting on the couch with her laptop on her legs, her bare feet resting on the coffee table. She must've gone to Starbucks after work since a half empty cup is sitting on the coffee table beside her feet. I've noticed she's been drinking a lot of Starbucks lately and her order has changed from coconut latte to iced coffee by the looks of things, It could have caramel or chocolate syrup in it because it seems to change back and forth. I walk behind the couch and lean forward, "Hi baby", I go to kiss her lips when she glances my way, she turns her head away and I kiss her cheek.

"Hi", she bluntly says, it's becoming a regular thing now.

I hold back my sigh, "Do you want to order some food and maybe find something on Netflix to binge like we use too?", we haven't sat and ate dinner together in around a month.

Her eyes stay trained on the screen of her laptop, "I've already ate but I'm actually going to finish this up and go to bed", she gestures to the paragraph on her screen.

I nod and kiss her forehead, "Okay", I huff and head towards the bedroom. I take off my jacket hanging it on the back of the door.

I can't even remember the last time I kissed Julia, I don't know what I've done wrong. She avoids every kiss or piece of affection I try to give her, we haven't had sex in like two months and each night she turns away from me to fall asleep, she wakes up in the morning and then when I come home from work she's sitting on the couch and ready to sleep within an hour or two of me being home, she crawls into bed and falls asleep like I'm not even there. I asked if we were okay and she said and I quote "We're fine", I don't get it. I'm beginning to think that maybe she's fallen out of love with me, who wouldn't. Or I think  worse which is that she's cheating on me with some muscly dude called hank or some shit. If it's either I'd rather her tell me because I'm starting to lose my mind, no sex, no affection and she barely fucking talks to me, it's like I don't even have a girlfriend anymore. 

I fall back onto the bed and run my hands through my long hair that needs badly cut, my phone chimes in my pocket and I pull it out seeing a message from my sister.

Cam: Call me when you're home.

I pull up my contacts and click her name, it rings a few times before she picks up.

"Hi", she beams.

"Hey, what's up"

"Are you still coming this weekend? Jo misses her uncle"

"Yeah we're still coming", I tell her.

"You don't seem thrilled about coming. Come on, Josephine is excited! Ace be careful!", she shouts at Ace, I hear him break out in laughter and follow up with, "She's fine, chill out" 

"I am, It's just been rough at work and I haven't even come close to figuring out the shit I'm stuck on and Gordon is losing his mind driving me crazy"

"Oh, I'm sorry but at least you can slack off this weekend"

"I guess so"

"Is Julia still working? I called her not long ago and she was busy, she said she's crammed at work and her boss is driving her crazy to get the interview typed up"

"Hm, I wouldn't know", she doesn't fucking tell me anything.

"What?", Cam says confused.

"Nothing, I'm tired and I have work tomorrow"