-Asha-
Slowly Asha lifted her head. She had been staring out of Logan's window now for almost fifteen minutes, yet she had seen nothing. Tears marred her vision. Why did she do this to herself? Why did she always fall in love with people who couldn't love her? Sighing she walked slowly back towards the bedroom, there was still several hours before dawn, maybe she could get some sleep. Logan was still deep in slumber as she climbed back into the bed. Lovingly she stroked his head, his dark hair tussled and spread against the pillow. She wasn't sure how much longer she could do this. Live this lie, she knew deep down he didn't love her. Sobbing she snuggled closer against him and eventually drifted off back to sleep.
Asha opened her eyes and smiled. Logan was still sleeping peacefully, his arms around her, his head inches from hers. Her heart leaped slightly at the sight. She lightly stroked his cheek as he started to stir. He opened his eyes his face in a wide smile but as he saw her a slight look of disappointment crossed his features, which he promptly hid. Not soon enough though as Asha saw it. It was times like this that tore her up inside. He had thought she was Max! She was never going to be able to compete for his heart against the seemingly perfect brunette. She loved him. God it was clear to everyone, he was her life, her soul. She knew she had to let him go. She couldn't do this anymore, eventually he would hate her, she just wasn't Max. She couldn't let that happen. She kissed him one last time and slid out of the bed. She dressed quickly and left the apartment without looking back. He didn't even try to stop her. She strode away into the night.
Slowly Asha lifted her head. She had been staring out of Logan's window now for almost fifteen minutes, yet she had seen nothing. Tears marred her vision. Why did she do this to herself? Why did she always fall in love with people who couldn't love her? Sighing she walked slowly back towards the bedroom, there was still several hours before dawn, maybe she could get some sleep. Logan was still deep in slumber as she climbed back into the bed. Lovingly she stroked his head, his dark hair tussled and spread against the pillow. She wasn't sure how much longer she could do this. Live this lie, she knew deep down he didn't love her. Sobbing she snuggled closer against him and eventually drifted off back to sleep.
Asha opened her eyes and smiled. Logan was still sleeping peacefully, his arms around her, his head inches from hers. Her heart leaped slightly at the sight. She lightly stroked his cheek as he started to stir. He opened his eyes his face in a wide smile but as he saw her a slight look of disappointment crossed his features, which he promptly hid. Not soon enough though as Asha saw it. It was times like this that tore her up inside. He had thought she was Max! She was never going to be able to compete for his heart against the seemingly perfect brunette. She loved him. God it was clear to everyone, he was her life, her soul. She knew she had to let him go. She couldn't do this anymore, eventually he would hate her, she just wasn't Max. She couldn't let that happen. She kissed him one last time and slid out of the bed. She dressed quickly and left the apartment without looking back. He didn't even try to stop her. She strode away into the night.