Scarlett’s Point of View
I drew a ragged breath, my lungs constricting. This has to be a joke; he can't punish me so severely. I'd rather die than be the one to kill one of my parents.
“Asher, please don't make me do this.” My voice broke, my words barely audible. This was the cruelest punishment I'd ever endured in my entire life, and for something I had no idea about.
Asher stared at me blankly, devoid of emotions in his eyes, and I knew how serious he must be. “You have thirty seconds to make a decision before I make it for you.” His tone was stern.
Hot tears streamed down my cheeks, their warmth spreading across my face. My whole body shook with sobs that I tried to hold back. How could I possibly kill my own parents, no matter how bad they are?
How could one have the strength to
