=ASHLEY's POV=

I stretched my hand to hug Clifford but I couldn't find him. I open my eyes and I can't see him. I roll my eyes and look around but he is gone.

Am I hallucinating last night?

No, he came here last night and I am sure.

Is that a dream?

But why could I still smell his scent that stuck in my bed?

I held my body wrapped in the blanket. I simply smile when I feel that I don't have any covering.

He went last night and we make love and that's not a dream.

Everything is true.

Will that ever happen again?

To see his...