sensitive part II

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previously...

"I-i'm sorry, I'll- I'll go back to the roo-" I stutter but she cuts me off.

"No, its okay, you were just coming to check on Lavender, and um, you can sleep with me... if you want to" She whispers quietly and i nod.

"okay"

She smiles softly before hugging me, squeezing my waist tightly.

"im sorry, im so fucking sorry. I love you so much" she sobs and i wrap my arms around her neck, kissing her head softly.

"i know, i love you too"

end of recap

She grabbed my hand, leading me into our bedroom and closing the door behind her. 

I sat down on the bed, shifting uncomfortably. Ashley sighed, turning around to look at me. 

"Can we uh... can we talk?" She asked quietly, and hesitantly, I nodded. 

She inhaled and exhaled before making direct eye contact with me, and beginning to speak. 

"I uh, I know things haven't been...great, between us recently, and I know it's my fault and I want you to know that I am so fucking sorry. I never meant to hurt you- or Lavender, and I promise, I'll get better. Whether that means, going to therapy or taking a break from work, whatever I need to do to make this work, I'll do it. I love you and Lavender more than anything or anyone else in the fucking world, and I'm gonna do my best to try and be a better wife and a better mom. And stop being such a fucking asshole to you both." She sniffled, looking down at the ground and playing with her fingers. 

I smiled softly, getting up from my seat on the bed and lifting up her face, so my y/e/c eyes stared directly into her brown ones. 

"You promise?" I asked quietly and she nodded, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me closer to her. 

"I promise" she whispered and I gulped, my eyes staring at her lips, my breath hitching as she began to lean in.

"Can I?" She asked quietly, and I nodded, wrapping my arms around her neck and smashing our lips together. 

Everything felt as if it was in slow motion, like in a movie. Ashleys lips moved in sync with mine, her hands gripping my hips cautiously, almost as if she was scared I would break if she held me to tightly. 

Once we were both out of breath, we broke apart, resting our foreheads against each other. 

"Fuck, I love you" She whispered so quietly I could barely hear it. 

But I did. 

I smiled, looking into her eyes, I didn't talk, but she knew exactly what I was trying to say. 

"We'll start all over again, and maybe this time we'll have our happily ever after" 

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