Asher
I stood in front of the woman who had given me a sleepless night all these years. I wasn't moving, and all I could do was keep staring at her while her words kept replaying over and over in my head. I was torn between doing what would make her happy and what my heart wanted.
She kept staring at me, her face crippled, as if she was having some bizarre thoughts.
I could see the hurt and disbelief in her eyes when I refused to give her an answer and it didn't bother me as much as it would have done in the past.
"Asher." She snarled. The pain in her astute brown eyes was now replaced with a dangerous glow of rage in them. "Why aren't you saying anything? Or has she made you become so frail that a simple question now makes you speechless?
Then it's time for you to throw h
