Chapter 295
LILY’S POV♡
It’s been two days since the last time I heard from Asher, and it feels like it’s been a year. He hasn’t tried calling and hasn’t been to his classes. Even his friend Luke hasn’t been showing up. I don’t even know if he’s okay where he is.
I’ve been cozied up in Rose’s room after my classes. I refuse to go back to my dorm room to face Sonia. The last time I stepped into that room was to collect my stuff. It was the same day they had embarrassed me in front of the school. When I had gone to Rose’s, she had persuaded me to grab my things and come stay with them. Even though I had said that I didn’t want to intrude in their personal space, she convinced me otherwise and even joined me to collect my stuff.
I was currently on Rose’s bed watching her play one of her favorite games. Her focus was solely on the television as she let out crude curses when she lost or made a mistake. It was amusing really, especially when she let out one of her infamous screeches.
My hands were placed on my stomach as I rubbed it with tenderness, hoping that the baby inside would grow to be healthy. My phone was placed beside me hoping that he’d call. My palms itched every time I stared at his name and had to refrain from calling him again. I had lost count of the many times I tried calling him but with no such luck, he never answered, leaving an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach after.
I sighed. I was hungry even though I had just eaten. I got up to head to the kitchen in search of snacks. My phone was in my clasp in case Asher decided to call back.
I had just opened the cupboard that had unhealthy snacks when my phone blared with my ringtone. Thinking it was Asher, I didn’t check to see the caller and answered it on the first ring.
“Asher!” I breathed out. My heart pounded in my ribcage as I waited to hear his deep voice again.
“Sorry, wrong Grey. This is his mother.” The woman on the phone sounded vile and my breath hitched when she informed me that she was Asher’s mom. How did she get my number and why is she calling?
“Why are you calling, may I ask?” My voice didn’t sound happy to my own ears.
“If I didn’t know any better, I would have said that you don’t sound pleased to hear from me.” She chuckled trying to make a joke, but since I didn’t entertain her, she cleared her throat awkwardly.
“I wanted to speak to you and Asher in private, I was informed that you were expecting and I wanted to make amends with you two. He’s already here with me, I can just pick you up so we can have that little chat.” She declared. My eyebrows furrowed as I contemplated what she had just uttered to me. She sounded genuine but she could also be a professional actress,
Maybe she actually does want to make amends, I really don’t want any bad blood between us. So I made up my mind.
“Okay, I’ll give you the address to pick me up.” I replied. After I had given her the details, she hung up after telling me thank you. I was still so confused at what had just happened. Snacks forgotten, I went to tell Rose about it.
She seemed shocked and overly suspicious. She didn’t trust her and tried to convince me to not go, but I had informed her that Asher was there and it
wouldn’t be his mom and I alone. That seemed to ease her a little.
I was waiting for Asher’s mother for about five minutes now. It was currently five thirty in the late afternoon. The cool air brushed my hair away as l turned my head to look for Margaret’s approaching car.
was thankful that I had worn one of my huge sweatshirts and some loose jeans. The more it darkened, the more chilly the air got. I was looking at a little pigeon that was eating a piece of bread a young child had fed it, when a black limousine stopped before me.
The windows lowered to reveal a prime and proper looking Margaret. Her dark tresses were pinned up in a neat bun with no fly aways. Her face was caked in makeup, making her look younger than she actually was.
She gave me a sweet smile before gesturing to me to get in. I returned the smile reluctantly before getting in. Inside the limo smelled of roses and
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guessed that it was the perfume she wore. Her red satin dress was pressed straight to perfection, barely had any wrinkles. She smoothed a hand over the material.
Her slender hands reached out for a bottle of wine that was placed in a bowl of ice and poured a generous amount into a champagne glass. She looked at me before giving me one of those crooked smiles.
“Would you like some? Oh sorry, I forgot that you’re pregnant.” She giggled. I didn’t know if she was serious or if she was joking, but I was far from being amused. i just gave her a tight lipped smile and looked out the window.
The long drive was filled with awkward silence. “I almost said thank you, Jesus” aloud when I saw the limousine slowing down and stopped in front of a huge gate.
There were two guards who opened the gate fully to let us pass through. I looked at the huge mansion that came into view. It was beautiful and for a moment, I pictured myself living in a home like this with Asher.
It wasn’t the size of the house that intrigued me and made me be in a state of awe, but it was the yard that was filled with different varieties of flowers that bloomed lovely. Their color brought out the dull looking mansion and made it look homey enough to stay. The big pond I could spot from where am, lit up as a pump flew the water up just for it to fall back into the pond and repeat.
The limousine came to a halt at the entrance of the mansion. We got out and I watched as the driver drove away. Margaret gestured for me to follow and did. I watched as she opened the huge doors and stepped aside to let me in.
As soon as I did, I was hit with the aroma of bleach and a familiar scent of lemon. Her heels clacked as she walked ahead on the stainless tiles. I followed her, not knowing what I should really do. The house was oddly quiet, too quiet.
“Is no one home?” I asked as my sneaker–covered feet followed the elegant woman.
She turned around briefly before snorting “My husband isn’t home right now and I let the maids off for today.”
“Oh. Well, where is Asher?” I asked again. Something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t seem to put my finger on it.
I hugged myself as I followed her until she stopped at a huge door. She opened it before switching on the lights and started walking down the stairs. “Asher is down here. Come, follow me, he has been waiting for your arrival.” She spoke. We walked down the stairs until we entered a room that looked like a basement. Why would Asher be waiting for me here?
“Where’s Asher?” I whispered looking around. I hugged myself as a sort of protection when a crippling feeling settled in.
“I’m right here!” A voice that wasn’t Asher spoke up. I looked at where the voice was coming from, to see Shelly stepping out of the shadows. She had a nasty smirk plastered on her face. I froze completely in shock and fear as I gulped.
I stepped back when Margaret turned towards me with a sinister look, something that was the complete opposite of what she was showing earlier. How could I have been so stupid?
