Asher POV
As we drove to Amara's house, I felt excitement and nervousness. The invitation was a pleasant surprise, and I looked forward to seeing Amara again.
My mom sat in the front seat, chatting animatedly with my dad. My little sisters, Aurora and Avalon, were excitedly buzzing in the backseat next to me.
"Are we there yet?" Aurora asked for the umpteenth time, her voice filled with impatience.
"Almost," my mom replied, her tone patient. "Just a few more minutes."
I stared out the window, my mind wandering. I couldn't help but think about Amara and how she always seemed on my mind lately.
Every time I saw her, I felt this strange, new sensation—something I couldn't quite grasp. It was as if just being near her made everything brighter and more intense.
"We're here," my dad an
