Lindsay POV
I didn't know how to act around Asher the next day. He wouldn't speak to me or even look at me and it was frustrating. The house had so much tension that even a dog would notice it.
“I might stay late again at work today," I said to Asher who was dressed in a tuxedo, preparing to leave already.
He looked at me briefly and I swallowed hard. His eyes sent shivers down my spine. He looked like the devil himself and I felt he could kill me with just that stare.
He said nothing as he turned away from me and walked to the door instead. He was still angry at me for what I did yesterday. He had wasted all his efforts trying to make yesterday a special day for me when it wasn't even our anniversary. If he hadn't ruined it by yelling at me, then probably we would have celebrated it l
