Ashley's head is pulsating, she feels dizzy and she feels that if she dares to lift her leg off the ground, she is going to fall.

But she also knows that Quinton is going to be back any moment now, she has to continue with her plan.

She winces as she attempts to open her eyes, they feel heavy, like bags of cement.

She stands up to her feet, and with the aid of the walls, she slowly starts to make her way down the stairs.

It's a miracle that she doesn't fall down, or lose consciousness.

She sits down on the last step of the stairs, her phone in her hand.

She hears Quinton's car pull him, she is relieved that he is here already.

The door opens and he comes into the house.

She hears him stop in his tracks in confusion, he has seen her blood-covered face.

"Jesus Christ, Ashley, are you okay?" He asks.

She opens her eyes and sees her worried he looks, but she is not fooled.

He tries to come closer to her, but she stops him.

"Stay where you are, Quinton." She stops him.

"What h

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