Willow’s POV
The door clicked shut behind me, and silence settled over my apartment as I let out a deep, shaky breath. After the gala, my nerves were still buzzing with a blend of anger and disbelief. I couldn’t shake the feeling of being trapped, cornered, and all thanks to the triplets. They had the nerve to make an appearance at an event I was attending, and not only that, they turned it into a spectacle that practically screamed: “territorial.” But I wasn’t their territory. I wasn’t anyone's. And the sooner they realized that, the better.
I poured myself a drink and ran a hot bath, trying to scrub away the evening’s tension. The warmth wrapped around me, soothing my muscles, but not the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. I wished I could forget the way Asher’s gaze had burned th
