~Camelia POV~
I didn’t realize how fast I was breathing until the elevator doors slid shut behind him. The moment he disappeared, my knees felt weak.
I stood there for a second, frozen in place, staring at nothing while trying to steady my grip on the cup in my hand. The coffee had stopped shaking, but my fingers hadn’t.
What just happened?
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to move.
The part of my lips Asher had brushed his finger against felt numb, like he hadn’t stopped touching me. I hated the way that made me feel, and the fact that he must have noticed my reaction only made a knot form in my stomach.
I gulped down the unease and continued walking down the hallway, but I couldn’t get my mind off the things he said about me.
Did I really do all those things to him?
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