Chelsea's POV;

Asher and I are walking through the house, laughing at something he said, and as we get to the dining room, I find his parents at the table.

"Awww. Would you look at them? Glowing like newly Weds. Did you both sleep well? "Mrs. Wayne questions, and I blush.

"Good morning, mom. Good morning, Mr. Wayne. "I greet as I walk over to the seat I'm used to, and asher greets next but ignores his father.

"Good morning, mom. "He greets his mom, and comes to sit beside me, and I steal a glance at Mr. Wayne and find hurt on his face.

Ever since that day at...