Chapter 40 ;
Vivian’s pov ;
As I blinked my eyes open, the first thing I saw was Asher lying beside me, his face relaxed and softened in sleep.
It was strange—seeing him like this, almost peaceful. He looked so handsome, his dark lashes resting against his cheeks, his usually guarded face now open and calm.
The sight pulled a sigh from me, and for a moment, I just lay there, wondering how everything had come to this.
Last night…I thought, a soft blush creeping into my cheeks. The details were hazy, but I remembered his touch, the way his voice had lowered as he whispered to me. I remembered how it felt to let my guard down, to just be held by him.
Without thinking, I reached out, almost touching his face. But before my fingers could graze his skin, a loud knock jolted me out of m
