Asher’s POV
Looking at them, all I sensed was trouble, and I wasn’t in the mood for any of this.
“Let’s go, Pesch,” I said, grabbing her wrist gently but firmly.
“Where are you both going? I said we need to talk,” Emma’s voice dripped with annoyance. I stopped in my tracks, my back still turned to them.
“There is nothing for us to talk about, and never try to approach us again,” I said, my tone sharp with irritation as we walked away. “Let’s stay here for a while,” I suggested once we reached the rooftop of our school. Peach's eyes lit up, amazed by the panoramic view. I loved how fascinated she got when she truly admired something.
“I really love the view here,” she said with a smile, but her expression soon shifted to one of sadness. “You know something, Ashee, I kinda miss my old l
