Chapter 33 Her Future

• Sandro’s POV
• I went to Ashley's place early that morning, hoping we could have breakfast together. I rang the doorbell a few times, but she didn’t answer. I tried knocking harder, even pounding on the door, but still nothing. Anxiety crept in like a slow, suffocating fog. Something felt off.
• I pulled out my phone and called her, but she wasn’t picking up. My stomach twisted. I couldn’t just stand there doing nothing. Driven by fear, I made the reckless decision to break the door open.