Asher’s POV
“It’s really you,” he says, his voice laced with excitement. Before I can respond, he pulls me into a hug. “You’ve grown up so much. I can’t believe it’s really you.”
I stand stiff in his embrace, arms hanging awkwardly at my sides. I didn’t expect this kind of reaction—especially not from my dad’s old friend. He seems thrilled to see me, and it throws me off. I don’t remember us being close.
He steps back, his eyes crinkling at the corners, a sheen of moisture forming as he studies my face.
“Hmm… Sir Sebastian,” I say with a polite, awkward smile.
“Please, just call me Sebastian,” he replies warmly. “What brings you to my city?” His grin lingers, full of genuine curiosity.
“I came to see you,” I say.
His smile falters, brow furrowing slightly. “You came to see me? Why d
