"Happy."
Ashton Marshall tightened his arms, holding Bella Woods a bit closer: "I always feel very at ease with you."
There's an indescribable tranquility.
He can't stand to see her wronged and hopes she stays by his side often. Only by taking good care of her can he truly feel at ease.
"The happiest?" Bella Woods couldn't help but ask.
She admitted it; she was starting to feel jealous.
Jealous of the time Ashton spent studying abroad, jealous of Nina Sutton being by his side when he was most disheartened and in need of company.
It's a period that cannot be replaced.
"Yes, the happiest." Ashton Marshall planted a kiss on Bella Woods' forehead.
Bella Woods turned and snuggled into Ashton Marshall's embrace, her face rubbing against his chest.
"Thank you."
Even if it was just a lie, at that moment, she felt greatly comforted.
