Ashley POV

—About One Month Ago—

“Jared...” I whispered, my voice sounded weak and fragile from terror. “What happened?”

His normally stoic face twisted — there was pain there, so obvious as he tried to shut the door swiftly. But I hurriedly slipped my foot into the crack of the door before it could close completely. Without much effort, I slipped inside, only to flinch as the door slammed behind me. A bloodstained shirt and jacket lay on the floor, clearly visible from the corridor. I almost didn't want to turn around. I was afraid the reality would be harder to swallow if I actually looked at him straight on....