Amanda’s pov.
Asher waited patiently for everyone to leave before turning to me with an expression carved out of stone.
Less than a day ago his eyes held a sea of adoration, love and warmth, so much so that you can clearly see with every single time he looks at me, that look is so different from the tone on his face now.
“What is it, Ash?” I whisper when he still doesn’t say anything.
“What is it about you…?” He takes a step forward, I don’t draw back, I learnt a long time ago to never fear him, not even now when there’s not an ounce of recognition in his eyes, all I can see are depths of cruelty and coldness that rattled me a little, but still I don’t back away, not from him.
“What is it about you that made me choose you?” His eyes dart down to the mark on my chest, I can sense he wa
