C25 Flynn muttered

Sheryl’s POV My legs were on autopilot. The thought of enjoying a large feast with my friends and family, with Ashton sitting in the guest bedroom, was unsettling in my stomach. I didn’t want to pretend that Ashton wasn’t here. I felt it would have been unfair to him. I knocked on the door to the room he occupied, feeling a wave of nerves surfacing in my chest. “Come in,” he muttered from inside