Asher Pov
The marble floor beneath my feet might be wearing down from how long I have been pacing around my room, waiting for any text from my men, but so far, nothing.
I turn again, changing the direction of my pacing as if it will help. The room is too quiet, too still, except for my harsh breathing, which too irks me deeply.
I know the woman behind that veil was Blue. I sensed her presence, and when she touched me, my body knew it was her.
I can't be delusional.
It can't be a misunderstanding.
My men must get her now. I still have hope to fix everything.
I glance at my phone again, only to welcome disappointment.
What's taking them so long? I can only hope she isn't trying to run again. I can't afford it.
The door creaks open behind me but I don't bother to glance, already awa
