Lindsay's POV
I was so devastated that I found it hard to say anything for the first few seconds. I opened my mouth to speak, but a gasp escaped instead.
“Asher, is there a problem?" I tried to ask, but the call had already ended. My overthinking self played in. I started thinking of the numerous reasons he would call me.
I rushed back to the room where Shaun was. He stared at me in puzzlement. I was so thrown off as I searched for my clothes like a crazy person.
“Lindsay, is there something wrong?" he asked, but I didn't give him a response. He slipped off the bed and walked to where I was. “Hey" he called out and I looked at him briefly before peeling my eyes off him again. “Hey!" He called out and I stopped immediately, but I was still panicking.
“Is there anything wrong?" he held
