I Bought Him And He Betrayed Me
Language: en
When I found Ashton, he was a wreck—a boy built on the fragile foundation of a fugitive father, a dead mother, a sister everyone seemed to want a piece of, and his own raw, shattered self. Yet, he stood there, somehow, utterly untouchable, aloof as a young cypress in the snow. I extended my hand. I lifted him out of the grime and into my world. The small-time bullies who cornered him in the lavatory? Their fathers' businesses folded within the week. “Why are you doing all this for me?” The high-altitude flower, his eyes stained crimson, knelt before me. I simply smiled. “Because I…