Evelyn’s POV
Asher's familiar scent helped calm my racing heart. I moved closer to him and whispered, "What are you doing here? Don’t you have work to do?"
"Nothing’s more important than you," he said firmly, then narrowed his eyes at Leah. "Any last words? I can send them along with your body to your father."
Leah trembled, her lips quivering, tears and blood streaming down her face as she sobbed.
But I stopped Asher.
"Don’t do it," I shook my head.
He looked surprised, then frowned, "Don’t tell me you still feel sorry for this woman."
"Of course not," I said. "I just don’t think it's worth getting your hands dirty for her. We'll execute her the right way, in front of the whole world."
Asher would’ve done anything for me, even become a killer.
But I couldn’t let him.
Leah had al
