ASHER’S POV.
My eyes peeled open, my chest heaving as I gasped for air. I was drenched in sweat, my sheets tangled around my legs like a messy web. For a moment, I was disoriented, unsure what was real and what was just a dream.
But as the fog cleared, the memory of the nightmare came flooding back. Ember, trapped and screaming, flames licking at her skin. My stomach twisted with anxiety, my mind racing with the fear that lingered long after I’d awoken.
I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet dangling in the air like two restless limbs. I rubbed my face, trying to scrub away the lingering fear, but it clung to me like a bad omen.
My eyes scanned the dark room, the shadows cast by the moonlight outside making me feel like I was drowning in an ocean of
