Harper's POV
My body feels like lead, weighing me to the ground. Asher urges me to stand to my feet, but moving my arms and legs is a struggle. Being stuck in the cave for twenty-four hours has really taken a toll on my physical state. I'm weak, thirsty and starving. Every time Asher touches me, a cold shiver spreads across my skin.
I'm lying on my back, my eyes struggling to stay open. Asher appears in my vision, his mouth moving but there are no sounds being released between his lips. His face is dirty and scratched up, sweat pouring down his neck disappearing under the collar of his shirt. Is he wearing his pajamas?
I have no idea how he found me. I'm so far away from the compound, I thought I was never going to be found. Could he sense where I was? Was he able to track my scent?
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