Chapter Thirty-one --Drunk

Ashton's POV

"Sir, please you are needed inside." Dean all but shouted, interrupting my small mind journey back in time. I couldn't care less if not for the way he spoke.

"What for? " I asked making no move to get up from the poolside where I was seated.

"It's miss Lawrence " this got my attention. I dispose of the wine bottle which looked almost untouched. Thankfully I didn't drink much.

She wouldn't want to see me. I thought.

"What's has happened to her"

"Come see for yourself, Sir. " I followed him inside.

Taking her drunken stage in. All memories fade leaving only her.