ASHK’S POV:
My soul left my body at his words, pinging and worrisome. What if he knows that not only her but she was here too? He’s the devil. How can I forget that?
“Do you know where my mia is?” Another query was thrown at my face and I couldn’t thank God enough that I was facing the door rather than him. I gulped as I twisted my wrist to get out of his hold but he was persistently holding it tight within his iron-clad hands.
“Stop this. What is this Zach?” I heard someone shout as someone freed my hand and I quickly turned to face him. Elijah. The devil. The narcissist. The everything of a girl left to ashes, stood there in front. Hands fiddling with each other and eyes drained and weary but still scanning me. I saw the hurt and I saw loneliness. He deserves everything he is getting
