Ashley’s POV

Ashley: "Aiden! WTF is this shit?!" I say throwing a piece of paper with about 5 different girls’ numbers on it that i found in his disposed jeans on the floor from a long night of partying with his boys. This actually happens quiet often…it doesn’t even surprise me anymore.

Aiden: "Ash! Shut up! I’m trying to fucken sleep here. I have to get ready in a few hours. Just shut the fuck up!"

Ashley: " Is it my fault you fucken love coming home at 5 in the morning?! No, Aiden, it isn’t! If you really want other girls Aiden, theres the door! I’m not holding you back! And i’m not begging you to stay! It’s not like i’ll be missing out on much either."

Aiden: "Oh God, Ash! Don’t you ever shut the fuck up?! You are so damn dramatic! Can we just talk about this shit later?!"

Ashley: "Whatever! Do whatever you want!" I say, slamming our bedroom door shut.

My name is Ashley Davies. And about 6 months ago, i married this asshole, Aiden Dennison. He’s actually not such a bad guy, to be completely honest. He is actually very sweet, caring, and thoughtful. And, believe me, i’m not just saying this to make excuses for him. It’s just that we aren’t the perfect match we thought we were – we have such history. I had been with him in high school, until i got pregnant and lost the baby. Then i couldn’t even deal with him. So we broke up. I was really messed up for a while. I was doing drugs, sleeping around, and partying a lot. That is, until i met Spencer Carlin. She was the one who made me want to turn my life around. I fell so in love with her. But i somehow managed to mess that up, along with everything good in my life. I’ve been thinking about her a lot lately, wondering if she thinks of me…Anyways, Aiden got between Spencer and my relationship. I guess i took it as a sign that maybe i was meant to be with him. I know i hurt Spencer, and i regret it every single day of my life. – I always find myself picking fights with Aiden. I feel bad, because i know i drive him to do the things he does – like cheating and disrespecting me. – I guess it’s because i know i made the wrong choice in marrying him.

So i’m at work now. – I work at a very popular record label. Apparently, we are like the Mack Daddy of all record labels. – I get a call from Aiden around 2:30pm.

Ashley: "Hello?"

Aiden: "Hey Ash. Look i’m really sorry for this morning. I was way outta line. I was being a total dick. Baby, please forgive me?"

Ashley: I sigh. "Yea, Aid. Of course i forgive you. It’s just i’m really stressed with work lately. Sorry i snapped at you."

Aiden: "Ash, you really don’t need to be sorry. You had every right."

Ashley: "Okay."

Aiden: "Hey! Guess what? I booked an interview with good talent agent this time. Apparently she’s really good, the best. Im going to be seeing her in about an hour."

Ashley: "Oh! Thats great, Aid! Listen, I have to go, but good luck! Let me know how it goes."

Aiden: "Okay. I love you, Ash."

Ashley: "Okay. Bye."