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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ashley's POV*

I listened to it ring. The longest 30 seconds of my life. It was an agonizing wait.

"Hello?" A female voice greeted.

"Hi, is this Charity Jacobs?" I ask.

"Yeah. Who is this?" She asks.

"I'm SSA Ashley Stamper. I'm your daughter." I answer.

"Excuse me? I don't have a daughter with the name Stamper." She states.

"Does Ashley Jacobs ring a bell?" I ask. I bit at my bottom lip.

"Yeah. Who is this?" She asks.

"I'm Ashley Jacobs. Mom, I got married." I said quietly.

"When?" She spat.

"About four years after you left." I answer. "Mom, I miss you."

"Then come to Miami. Because I'm never coming Nashville ever again." She states.

"I would but I can't right now. I'm not even in Nashville." I sigh.

"Why would I care?" She asks harshly.

"I don't know. I just miss you. How's life?" I ask.

"How do you even get my number?" She spats.

"I work for the FBI." I answer.

"Now you do something right?!" She yells.

"Mom, please." I cried. "How's life? I just want to know how my parents doing."

"Well, you have twin siblings." She answers.

"What's their names? How old are they?" I ask. I quickly wiped my tears as I tried to sound more confident.

"Ella and Daniel." She replies.

"Could I meet them one day?" I ask.

"Like I said; if you come here." She angrily sighs.

"I'm sorry mom. I would love too. And I would love to see you and dad. Maybe I could bring my husband. So you can meet him." I smile.

"Maybe." She states.

"As soon as I can, I'll try to come down." I nod.

"Can I ask you questions?" She asks.

"Yeah. Yeah, of course." I sigh.

"How long have you been married?" She asks.

"Three years. Almost four." I answer.

"Do you have any kids?" She asks.

"I, uh, no. I do not." I reply.

"Have you ever thought about having kids?" She asks.

"Yeah. One day I hope to have kids." I nod.

"What does your husband do for a living?" She asks.

"He's in a band. His name is Joey." I smile.

"Why weren't we invited to the wedding?" She spats.

"I thought you hated me. I thought that's why you left." I state.

"No. We don't hate you. At first, I never wanted you. But these past years, I realized how much I missed you. I just never came back because I thought you hated me." She says. Her voice was softer.