Ashley
I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the kiss Christian and I had almost shared.
My heart hadn't stopped racing since I entered the room and collapsed onto my mattress, and no matter how many times I replayed the night, I couldn't make sense of it. I had almost kissed him.
Almost kissed Christian Royal.
The words sounded like they belonged to someone else's life. This was supposed to be revenge, a clean, calculated plan to make Owen and Ariana pay for murdering me and my unborn child in my past life.
So why was I lying here wondering what Christian's lips would have felt like?
I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face. "Am I going crazy?" I muttered.
I'd told my grandfather I loved Christian, and now I had to come up with more stories quickly.
