The game...
It had started everything and I was not sure how it played a part in the end. At first I was supposed to make Asher fall in love with me to avoid getting killed, but I was supposedly going to get killed –by Ian– for doing just that for doing the job , Playing the game right. How had something so twisted started? Sometimes I worried a little extra for them, for me , for us all!
"Hey," Asher whispered in my ear. "What are you thinking about?"
Should I say? Why not?
I opened my eyes and glanced at him, but did not move. "The game," I replied honestly.
He frowned. "You said you did not want to think about things like that."
"I said I did not want to talk about it," I pointed out, closing my eyes again. "Nothing about thinking about it."
"Hey," he repeated quietly. He slid a
